Biological father
Alex revealed that he was there to ask about his biological father. “Mom,” he said, struggling with the word, “I need to know about my real father.”
The question hit me like a freight train. I took a deep breath, trying to collect my thoughts. This wasn’t just a casual inquiry; it was loaded with implications.
“I don’t know much,” I started, my voice shaky. The memories of that difficult time in my life came rushing back, uninvited.
