She gave birth to different-color twins, but her husband said, “Only the white one is mine.”
The delivery room was still buzzing with the energy of new life—beeping monitors, muffled voices, the faint cries of two newborns wrapped in matching blankets. But amidst the soft light and sterile calm, everything was not okay.
Lying on the hospital bed, pale and exhausted, Julia Carter, a white woman in her early 30s, held her newborn twins in her arms. One baby, fair-skinned, pink-cheeked, with tufts of light brown hair, nuzzled gently into her chest. The other, darker-skinned and curly-haired, equally healthy, cooed sleepily in her other arm. Two perfect babies, but from two very different stories.
Her husband, Ryan, stood frozen at the foot of the bed. One hand covered his mouth, his eyes wide in disbelief. His olive green shirt clung to his chest, as if it too recoiled from the….Read Full Story Here.………………
