My Mother Called Me At Midnight Asking When I’d Pick Up “The Baby”… But My Daughter Was Already Sleeping Beside Me

had always belonged there.

I couldn’t breathe.

My mother stood beside me, shaking.

“You see her too,” she whispered.

“Yes,” I said.

“There’s really a baby there?”

“Yes.”

Tears filled her eyes instantly. “Then I’m not losing my mind.”

“No,” I said quickly. “You’re not.”

But even as I said it, I wasn’t sure what truth I was defending anymore.

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