My Sister Gave Up Her Adopted Daughter After Having a Bio Son — but Karma Hit Back Immediately

Love isn’t supposed to have conditions. But for my sister, it did. Without a second thought, she gave up her adopted daughter the moment she had a biological son. As I tried to comprehend her cruelty, she simply shrugged. “She wasn’t really mine anyway,” she said. But karma was already knocking on her door.

Some moments shatter you, leaving you breathless. For me, it was when my sister Erin uttered four unthinkable words about her four-year-old adopted daughter: “I gave her back.”

We hadn’t seen Erin in months. She lived states away, and with her pregnancy, we gave her space. But when she gave birth to a baby boy, our family packed our bags, excited to celebrate.

I filled my car with gifts and a special teddy bear for Lily, my four-year-old goddaughter. Read more below

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