After Four Daughters, My Husband Finally Got the Son He'd Been Begging For – But When He Held Our Newborn Boy for the First Time, His Words Made My Stomach Drop

 

"He made me promise."

"Yes."

"And he made you keep it from Aaron?"

Michael rubbed both hands over his face.

"He made me promise. Said I could be part of Aaron's life as his friend, but never as his brother."

"I was burying my father, Aaron."

"Even after he died?" I asked.

Michael looked at Aaron.

"After our father died, you were the only family I had left. I'd already kept the truth from you for years. I was terrified that if I told you then, you'd hate me for lying and I'd lose you too."

Aaron pushed back from the table.

"That's why you were like that at the funeral."

"You have a lot to talk about."

Michael's face crumpled.