My Son Told Me He Found His Biological Mother – When We Arrived and She Opened the Door, I Almost Fainted

The house was neat, quiet, painfully ordinary.

“Mom, who is she?” Matt asked again.

I looked at him. “She was like a sister to me.”

Clara wiped her eyes. “And I ruined that.”“How?” Matt asked.

I took a breath. “I was dating someone back then. His name was Graham. I trusted him. And I trusted her.”

Clara lowered her head.

“I found out they were seeing each other behind my back,” I said.

Matt stared at her. “You and her boyfriend?”

Clara nodded. “Yes.”

“Why?”

“Because I was selfish,” she said quietly. “And I’ve regretted it every day since.”

“That’s when we cut ties,” I added. « I didn’t want to have anything to do with them. »

Matt looked between us. “What does this have to do with me?”

Clara sat down slowly, her hands trembling.

“After Macy left my life… I found out I was pregnant.”

The room went still.

“No,” I said.

“Yes.”

“I didn’t know what to do. Graham didn’t want the baby. I was ashamed. I hid the pregnancy. When he was born… I gave him up.”

Matt’s face drained of color.

“You’re saying…” he whispered.