I grew up with the perfect, loving, kind family. My every wish was fulfilled. I married the most wonderful man; always proud, hard-working, and in love with the family we created. Two beautiful boys, and a daughter; Erica. Life couldn’t have been better until the secrets of my past surfaced.
From my earliest years, memories were foggy, but I always knew I was adopted. My parents never kept that from me. Piece by piece it all fell apart. Threatening incidents terrorized my family and livelihood. When our dog was murdered in our home, panic shot through me. We moved to the country in an effort to get rid of our stalker.
Everything was peaceful again and returned to normal; then I got a knock on the door . . .
The deadly secrets of my past rushed forward, as if they were never forgotten, as I looked into the dark eyes of the stranger.
My name is Emily and this is my story.