Melissa saw it at the same time I did and let out a scream so piercing and raw that it seemed to echo through the very foundations of the hospital.
The mark was an exact replica of a hereditary trait that ran exclusively through our mother’s side of the family—a mark that Ryan, despite being my twin, did not carry, but I did. In that instant, a terrifying realization began to dawn on everyone in the room, casting a shadow over the infant’s parentage.
Ryan’s rejection wasn’t based on a
