When I saw them, something inside me just clicked.

I didn’t hesitate. I said:

“”I’ll adopt all four. Please start the paperwork.””

At first, it wasn’t easy. The youngest often cried for her mom, and the other children were shy around me for a long time.

But gradually, the house filled with laughter, toys, and warmth.

I loved them as if they had always been mine.

A year flew by.

One morning, I heard a knock at the door.

On my porch stood a neatly dressed woman holding a briefcase.

She didn’t introduce herself. Instead, she immediately asked:

“”Good morning. Are you the man who adopted four siblings?””

I gave a small nod.

She cleared her throat and continued:

“”I know we haven’t met, but I knew the biological parents of these children. Before they died, they left their FINAL REQUEST, and I have to give this to you.””

She handed me a stack of papers.

My hands trembled as I read them.

For a moment, I forgot how to breathe when I found out WHO their parents really were.

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