Delilah’s POV
“Where is he?!” I shouted, rushing to the crib.
My heart was beating so fast I could hardly breathe. My baby girl was lying there, fast asleep like nothing happened. But her twin brother… he was gone.
“I don’t understand!” I cried, turning to the nun. “Where is my son?”
The nun looked nervous. Her hands were shaking. “A woman came last night,” she said. “She had papers. She said her name was Sophia.”
“Sophia?” I whispered, confused.
Ethan stormed into the room, eyes wide. “What’s going on? Where’s our son?”
The nun flinched at his tone but tried to stay calm. “The woman said she was their mother. She had documents. They looked real. She only took the boy.”
“Only him?” I asked in disbelief. “Why would she take just him?”
The nun shook her head. “We don’t know. We only
