As we were told, a woman had come to the police station. She said she worked in a house and heard them talking about having stolen a child from a family before. This was very strange. I mean, why would a family with so much money steal a child instead of adopting them? They hadn't given the nurse a small amount of money. I think there was even more to it.
“Did you see any birthmarks on the child?” the police officer asked. Botan looked at me. I was the only one who had seen our son n***d.
“No. I didn't see any marks. I didn't see much anyway, but there weren't any. I'm sure there weren't. My son was completely fair-skinned,” I replied. This question was starting to destroy the hope inside me, but at the same time, it was as if his scent was filling my nose.
“A DNA test will be done anyw
