Amanda’s POV

“Let her speak!” My son was acting the same as his dad here, exuding so much authority.

“As fate had it, two of us went into labor on the same day and we were admitted into the same ward. Others were filled up.”

My heart’s beat tripled. I was getting to the point I might get the deepest hate in the world, even from my son.

Reluctance set in, with a little bit of fear.

I wanted to give up saying it but even if I didn't, they would and they might add their own lies.

“Say it!” My spirit ordered me.

“Okay,” I gulped in some saliva....