Chapter 82: Chapter 82

They are adopted and we are their biological parents

"Tell me what are you of us?" Astrid asks.

"We are your biological parents and those photos are memories, all the memories you need to know, are in this box, there wasn't a single day that I didn't think of you as my daughters," Milena says being direct.

-That! Brenda, Astrid, and Katherine say at the same time.

—When I got pregnant, I was very young, I didn't know what to do, I had already had my first pregnancy and Luis was born and later, in an oversight, I got pregnant by you, my mother went crazy, and she was furious, and she wanted to end your lives, and He even hid from my other daughter I thought there were three but in the end there were four they don't know how difficult Michelle is for me although it should be noted that those names you have now are not yours, I had given them another name and if I am Milena mulliez, that's why I gave them that last name, but since my mother did not love them and I was oblivious to wanting to end their lives, so my father saved them, he decided that the best thing was to give them up for adoption and with the only one I was more than Nearby and I pretended to be a babysitter, Katherine went with you and I saw you that's why you remember some things from the mansion, and I dressed red, this is what I used when I went to see you for a birthday, then they moved house and I lost connection with you and there was not a minute without me thinking of you, I know it is difficult to understand, but I have proof that they are my daughters, I took secret DNA from them when they ate dessert and more and they are compatible with me, sorry I am not the best explaining, but I wrote a diary for you, and I took these photos secretly when my mother was not there, and I took many, Marcos also goes out with you, he is your father, ”says Milena with feeling.

—I was present at the birth of her mother Milena, and I really saw them being born, and it was the best gift of my life, I never forgot them, and I was afraid, just like Milena I was young, with this I am not saying that I know Come with us, just give us a chance to be in your lives, even though I already know that you have your adoptive parents who raised you and gave you the best life, ”says Marcos.

"We're adopted," Brenda, Astrid, and Katherine say through tears.

—They lied to my face when I asked them for baby photos, they lied to my face, you didn't tell me the truth that I was adopted, and they say that you always have to tell the truth, interestingly, they didn't tell me the truth about my past, because if they knew they didn't tell me anything and that makes me angry from you, ”says Katherine.

"Sorry daughter, we were afraid that's why we didn't tell you anything," says Katherine's mother.

"Daughter, I'm sorry, I know it's no excuse, but hers, we would have told you, you would have had more questions than answers and you would have been overwhelmed, daughter, that's why I didn't tell you anything, neither your mother nor I," says Katherine's father.

"Daughter, don't look like that," Astrid's mother says.

"How do you want me to see you? You lied to me when I asked you about my baby picture because of you they made fun of me at school, and you said that the house burned down and the photos are a liar, they both are," Astrid says angrily.

"You and the family all lie to us, when you're not really part of me I'm angry with you, I feel angry I'm adopted, it's not my real name, what else do you hide from me," Brenda says.

"Daughter please listen, don't be angry," says Brenda's mother.

—I see that the little person who is your real son is the baby who was born, he is part of you, not me, you know that you promised to tell me the truth by looking into my eyes, and you don't care about me, you already knew, you knew that I was adopted And what I felt was worth you cucumber, when you left me alone, and you always avoided the subject, and that makes me angry, because you lied to me and I am not going to forgive you, ”says Brenda.

"Daughter forgive me for the love of God, if I knew that this would come at some point and I'm getting stressed, it's because I didn't know how to tell you," Brenda's father says.

—We want to know more about those photos, can we see them? —Asks Brenda, Astrid, and Katherine and Michelle at the same time.

—Of course you can see the photos, I just want you to not feel pressured and well, those photos are some that I took when they were born, I was with you for a short time, but they are my daughters and I found them, I sent private detectives to look for them, I know I should have fought more for you. But I was scared of everything and I didn't want my mother to do worse, ”says Milena.

—If you have any questions you can tell me and we will help you in your doubts, and with this I am not saying that you cannot continue to see your adoptive parents of course they have the right, only that we will be here to help them and that photo was when you were seeing me and I had you hugging I remember that you did not want to take a picture, worse when I sang the song you smiled a lot for me it was not easy to let them go, and then my parents intervened by the way there is someone you should know too and is closer than you are they think, ”says Marcos.

At that moment the father of Daniela and Milena comes down the stands together or with Daniela.

"Grandpa," Brenda, Astrid, and Katherine say.

"I am the aunt and I want to give you an official welcome, I love you so much, you are important to my life and I want you to know that you are more special than you imagine," says Daniela.

"I see you already know the truth, that's good, I found them," says Daniela's father.

—This really is happening, this is real, I can't believe it, everything is so difficult to process, the truth was always in front of my eyes, and now I can't believe all those pieces of the puzzle, the dreams I always had you, from the moment I saw you, it seemed to me that you were all familiar to me, ”says Katherine, looking at the photo of when she was a baby.

—When I saw them it seemed to me that they were rare, and so much attention I am not used to and I did not imagine having another sister and a brother, it is difficult to understand and understand, and more to process information, I really never thought that I would be adopted, I did not understand anything and now I understand the melody with which I dreamed now I understand everything I feel and the puzzle that I had in my head is now real, and now I feel that I have completed a part of my life, I do not want lies, I do not want anything to be saved, and that Be spontaneous, I am glad that everything is fine, I had a slight memory of you, knowing that you are my biological parents shocks me but, well I will have to start from scratch, to understand all this, and I cannot believe that I have a baby photo, I thought I'd never look like a baby Thank you for telling the truth and I hope that the rest of these years we can be together and as for my adoptive parents, I still love them, although they lied to me, but hey, it doesn't help me at all, she's upset, ”says Brenda, sighing, looking at the photo. baby.

"Knowing that it is real, all this is strange, everything is strange, but it is good that they saved us in time and if it was to save us, we will understand that, although it is difficult to process," Astrid says looking at the baby photo.

—I came to think that it was true what my adoptive parents told me, there was a time when I believed every word, but when I did not see photos, and I could see that there were some strange things, I asked them directly and they told me that I was adopted, and I thought I would never know my past, where it would come from and now I know everything, it's complicated to process, ”says Michelle while everyone is silent as they are waiting for them to finish expressing what they feel.

—There are many photos and that's what I like the most. I can ask, What's in the other room? Katherine asks.

"Are you ready to see the room?" Milena asks.

"Yes," they all say.

The moment of truth is about to be revealed.