Some truths don’t knock—they crash. One nurse. One faded note. One sentence that tore my life into a “before” and “after.” A storm. A blackout. Newborns shuffled in the dark. A quiet, shattering suggestion that my twin might not be my twin at all, that somewhere, someone else might be liv… Continues…
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