maternal love would bloom. I imagined this baby uniting us, healing our differences. But reality was harsher. Hailey didn’t react at all. She kept her distance from the baby—cold, detached. The bond I prayed for never formed. And our relationship grew more tense with every passing day. I planned to confess everything at Hailey’s wedding. I even rehearsed the words. But when the moment came, I couldn’t speak. Now,
I’m living with a heartbreaking secret… and a beautiful baby girl who was never meant to be mine. I love both my daughters—but I fear I’ve lost one trying to force the other.Was I wrong to try and “save” my daughter from a choice I didn’t agree with? Is there still a way to repair what’s broken? I’m lost—and I’d be grateful for your advice.