I Adopted Four Kids to Keep Them Together, Then a Knock on My Door Revealed the Truth Their Parents Hid for Years

they would be separated.

That word hit me harder than anything else.

Separated.

I zoomed in on their faces.

They weren’t just scared.

They were bracing for something worse.

Another loss.

I scrolled through the comments.

“Praying.”

“So sad.”

“Shared.”

Plenty of sympathy.

No action.

No one said, “I’ll take them.”

I stared at that screen longer than I expected.

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