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I Found a Newborn in My Ex-Wife’s Home on Christmas Eve, Then the Truth Came Knocking

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to Claire Morgan anymore.”

“Who is it registered to?”

Paper shifted on his end.

“A minor,” Marcus said carefully. “Fourteen years old. Name listed as Eli Morgan.”

The kitchen blurred.

Emily covered her mouth.

Eli. A child carrying Claire’s last name. Fourteen years old.

I leaned one hand on the counter to steady myself.

Marcus wasn’t finished. “There’s something continue reading …

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