We took in a 3-year-old boy, but my husband panicked during his first bath and said, ‘We have to return him!’

The dream for a child was so powerful that it filled every corner of Ella and Eric hearts, driving them to do whatever it took to make it a reality.

After many failed attempts to fall pregnant and plenty of money spent on treatments and IVF, they realized the fact that they wouldn’t be having a child on their own.

Therefore, they decided to adopt. But that was easier said than done.

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Because Eric was highly busy managing the business, it was Ella who was left to control the process, contacting agencies, filling paperwork, and checking lists of children in need of a loving home.

As she was going through the documents, a child, around three years old, paid her attention.

Firstly, they wanted to adopt an infant, but the opportunities for that were slim, so they decided to open their hearts and home to a toddler.

The child Ella adopted had the most beautiful eyes she’d even seen – the color of the sky. Somehow, looking at the photo of that sweet baby, she felt like she’d known him since forever.

Eventually, after discussing with Eric, they brought Sam home.

He was the cutest boy there was. What’s most, he settled in nicely and even began calling Ella mom during the first weeks of living with her and Mark.

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Everything happened perfectly.

Ella’s biggest wish, that of becoming a mother, finally came true and she became the happiest person on Earth. Life felt good, and Ella was thankful things turned for the best for her and her husband.

But one evening, everything transformed it all.
Sam was about to have a bath and Eric said he wanted to bathe the little one. Ella was happy because Eric was committed to his new role, and thought that the father and son having some time alone would enhance their bond.

But just as Eric helped Sam take his clothes off and get into the tub, he suddenly shouted, “We must return him!”

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Ella froze. “What was going on?” she said.

“Eric, how can we return a child?” she asked him.

But Eric seemed resolved. He said the entire experience was devastating and he couldn’t control the new life.

Ella felt unhappy. She couldn’t believe her husband’s words. It was not usual that his feelings altered just like that. Somehow, she understood there was more to the story than what he was talking.

The night was long. Ella couldn’t sleep. But then she thought of something.

She spotted that Sam had a birthmark on the bottom of his foot, and Eric had one at the same place. She went to Sam’s room and inspected the birthmark closer. That’s when she noticed his birthmark and that of Mark were almost similar.

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In the morning, she asked Eric if there was something he needed to share. He said he wanted to return Sam because he guessed he was his biological son. When he saw the birthmark he sh0cked.

The truth was that Eric had an affa:ir with some woman he met at a bar. He confirmed it was just a fling and a one time thing, but he che:ated when she was the most delicate and went though painful IVF’s broke Mia’s heart.

It was clear that Eric deplored breaking his wife’s trust, but che:ating on her was something Ella couldn’t accept that. She simply couldn’t live with Mark any longer.

Eric didn’t vanish out of his son’s life completely, but their connection was stricted to rare visits and birthday gifts sent through the mail.

Ella understood that she made the right decision for her and Sam. The moment she realized Eric was ready to abondon on his son in order to prevent his aff:air to be learned of.

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This piece is inspired by stories from the everyday lives of our readers and written by a professional writer. Any resemblance to actual names or locations is purely coincidental. All images are for illustration purposes only.

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