It was all the police needed.
A sting operation was arranged. Rachel agreed to meet Daniel, wearing a wire. He was arrested on multiple charges—he would never harm them again.
Later, Rachel looked at me with tears in her eyes.
“You saved my son.”
I held her hands. “He’s our son.”
We stood side by side months later as the judge finalized my adoption of Matthew.
Rachel leaned over and whispered, “Are you ready?”
I smiled, holding Matthew’s tiny hand. “More than ever.”
And in that moment, I knew—this was fate.
We were always meant to be a family.
