Sara
“I’m so nervous. Why am I nervous? Do I look okay? What if they don’t like me?”
“Which of those questions would you like me to answer first?” Leander chuckles.
I swallow hard while pulling at the hem of my shirt. I feel sick with nerves, and so many doubts rush through my head. I don’t know why, but I’m scared that my birth parents will be disappointed in me.
Leander strokes my face with the back of his hand. “You look beautiful,”
I look down at myself with scrunched eyes. I’m wearing jeans and a plain shirt, what’s beautiful about that?
Leander playfully rolls his eyes at me, and I smile.
“You’re nervous,” Leander continues. “Because you’re about to meet your parents officially. But there is nothing to be nervous about, Sara. Jethro and Faye love you, and they’ve missed you so
