It Was Christmas When My Wife Died Giving Birth – Ten Years Later, a Stranger Came to My Door with a Devastating Demand
Ten years after losing my wife on Christmas Day, I had built a quiet, careful life around the son we shared. Or at least, the son I believed we shared. I thought I knew every truth that mattered. I thought love was enough to protect us from anything else. I was wrong. My wife died on Christmas Day, leaving me alone with a newborn and a promise I never broke: I would raise our son with everything I had. For ten years, it was just the two of us. Me