My Daughter Was Overjoyed To Hold Her Newborn Sister — Until She Whispered One Word That Shook Me To My Core

Two months later, on a rainy Tuesday afternoon, I was half-dozing on the couch, nursing Elsie, when I heard Lina whispering in the living room.

Her tone was hushed, serious.

“No, Daddy doesn’t get to know,” she said. “That’s the rule.”

I froze.

Her back was to me. She was crouched beside her dollhouse, two dolls in her hands.