The next day I woke up at 8 am. I took a day off from school. Tara had been sleeping with me last night. She was the best friend I could ever ask for.
I got up from bed not bothering taking a shower today. Tara had went to school today so it was just me.
I made myself a bowl of cereal and sat down at the table to eat. The house was too big and it reminded me of Claire. I had so many memories in this house.
I decided I would FaceTime Lana and tell her everything. I got tears in my eyes when her beautiful face was seen on my phone. She immidiatly knew that something was wrong and she asked me there was.
"My foster mom died and I feel so alone now. Lana, I dont know what to do," I said while wiping the tears away from my eyes. We talked for a few minutes before she had to go to work. We said our goodbyes and ended the call.
I decided to take a nap on my moms bed. I walked in to her bedroom and looked at her stuff. I then noticed an envelope in one of the drawers with my name on it. I got curious and opened it.
Inside there was a letter and a photo of me as a baby sitting in a womans arms. It wasn't Claire on the photo. Was this my birth mom? I regonized the woman right away.
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Was Lana my birth mom? I turned the photo to see some text saying "Your birth mom. Lana Maria Parrilla".
I read the letter.
Dear Molly,
I didn't wanted you to read this letter before something happened to me. But here is a photo of your birth mom. You probably know her already. Sorry for keeping it a secret for.
I love you❤️
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After proscessing the whole thing I DM'ed Lana.
Me: So I just found out.
