“So he decided for me?”
The nurse said nothing.
That silence was answer enough.
Anger burned through the shock.
I had just made the biggest decision of my life while standing on top of a lie.
I turned toward the hospital.
Then the nurse said something else.
“There’s another problem.”
I stopped.
“What?”
She hesitated.
“Because you signed the relinquishment paperwork, social services has already been contacted.”
My heart pounded.
“They’re going to take them?”
“They’re trying to place them.”
“Together?”
The nurse looked down.
That was when I knew.
“No.”
She shook her head.
“There’s already one family willing to take one of the babies.”
“One?”
“They said they aren’t prepared for twins.”
The parking lot seemed to disappear around me.
“You mean they’re going to separate them?”
“That may happen.”
Something inside me broke.
I had imagined those two babies together for months.
