Chapter 3: The Child That Was Split in Two
The restaurant manager approached nervously.
"Ma'am… there is something outside. A man asking for her."
Emily turned.
A black car waited outside.
A man stepped out.
He looked at Emily—and froze.
"Impossible…" he whispered.
Dr. Harris.
The doctor who delivered her.
Eleanor grabbed his coat immediately.
"You told me she died!"
His face turned pale.
"I didn't say that."
Richard interrupted sharply.
”You signed the certificate!"
Dr. Harris shook his head.
"It was altered after I left the hospital."
Silence.
Then the truth began to crack open.
"There were two babies," Dr. Harris said quietly.
Eleanor staggered.
Emily blinked.
"What?"
Dr. Harris continued, voice shaking.
”Twins."
Eleanor's breath stopped completely.
"No… I only gave birth to one child.“
Richard looked away.
That was the answer.
He had never corrected her.
Because correcting her would expose what he did next.
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He had taken one baby.
And hidden the other.
