Drishti felt Divi’s hand on her shoulder, “Mama, Di’s life is in danger, let’s test to see if we are a match.” Divi sighed “You will not be a match, and neither will I.” Divi could feel everyone’s eyes on her, she averted their gazes and tearfully said, “There is something my late husband and I have been hiding. I don’t know how or where to start. I promised Brent this would be our secret, but unfortunately, in order to save my Mishti, the truth must be told. When Brent and I married, we tried for many years to conceive but, due to fertility issues, we struggled. One night, twenty years ago, a beautiful baby girl who had been abandoned at S.T. Thomas’s church, was brought into London Bridge hospital. I instantly fell in love with her; Brent and I decided to adopt that sweet child. We named
