When a woman’s child dies shortly after birth and her husband abandons her, she is sad. Years later, she discovers on Facebook a sick young child with the same birthmark as her late baby.

“Well done!” remarked the doctor after Millie Fargo let out one more scream. “You have a beautiful baby boy!” Millie grinned as he handed forth a writhing, screeching pink and purple monster. She’d never seen a more beautiful baby!

She quickly found herself snuggling with her son, counting his little fingers and toes and admiring his beauty. Then she frowned. “What exactly is this?” Is he in any discomfort? “Is he okay?” Her baby’s arm was covered with a huge brilliant red mark!

The doctor smiled. “He’s great!” he exclaimed. “It’s just a birthmark.” They are common among newborns. It’s completely normal.”

Millie smiled shakily. “That’s excellent,” she said as she closed her eyes. “Doctor, I’m feeling weird.” The last thing she remembered was the doctor yelling something scary and a nurse grabbing her baby.

When she awoke, Millie found herself in a hospital room. There was another lady on the bed next to her, but there was no crib for the kid! “Where is my baby?” she exclaimed. “What Happened to My Baby?”

After a few minutes, nurses and physicians swarmed in, worrying over Millie, but no one could answer the question, “Where was Millie’s baby?” Then an elderly doctor entered and sat next to Millie’s bed.

Millie saw a birthmark on her baby son’s arm while snuggling him.

“Millie,” he said softly. I need you to be very brave. You’ve been in a coma for two months, but you’re suddenly awake, and we believe you’ll be fine. Sadly, your baby did not survive.”

“But I saw him!” Mille said. “I had him!” He was just fine.

“I’m very sorry, Mille,” stated the doctor. “He passed away unexpectedly two weeks after you went into your coma.” We did everything in our power.

Millie’s heart has been shattered. “No!” she yelled. Of course, it was, and Millie, like so many other grieving mothers, had to confront her tremendous loss and grief.

“My spouse,” she said softly. “Where has Steven gone?”

The doctor was visibly embarrassed. “I’m sorry, Millie. Mr. Fargo has left a message for you…” He stood up and walked away after handing Millie a sealed gift. With shaky fingers, Millie snatched the packet open.

The letter was titled simply “Mille.” “Our child is no longer alive, and so is our marriage.” We’ll acknowledge it if we’re really honest with each other: our marriage died before our child was born. I was willing to try again for his sake, but it was pointless. I divorced you and gave you your part of my riches as well as the house. It should be sufficient to prepare you for life.”

Steven notified Millie of his divorce in a letter.

Millie frowned, but Steven’s rejection seemed insignificant in comparison to the loss of her child. He was true; their marriage had been falling apart for years and there was no reason to continue. Millie had thought Steven was having an affair for months prior to the birth of their child.

He was about to embark on a new chapter in his life, and Millie had to do the same. She needed to replace her former desire of having a family with a new one. Millie had been orphaned at a young age and reared in foster care, and she craved family the most.

Millie wondered if she might focus her passion and compassion into supporting the many children in need. She had a lot of money and was a good investor.

Millie joined a charity that paid for the medical expenditures of impoverished children, and three years later, a one-of-a-kind file appeared on her desk. It was a request from a grandmother seeking help in financing the costs of cancer treatment for her three-year-old grandson.

Millie was devastated by her son’s death.

Millie gained access to a Facebook account that the lady had added as a contact. The young man was shown as a charming little youngster with large toffee-colored eyes and a cheeky smile. Millie was relaxing by a pool, her feet in the water, when she noticed something strange!

The child has the identical birthmark on his arm as her own! “That’s not possible.” Millie said, “It can’t be!” She took out her phone, dialed the grandmother’s number, and made preparations to see the lady.

Dorothy Levi was a sweet-faced, thin late-fifties lady with a ring of anguish around her lips. She began telling Mille a fantastic story. “He’s not my biological grandchild,” she explained.

“Laura married a widower with a newborn boy, and when they passed…” “I couldn’t let young Daniel go into the foster system,” Dorothy grumbled. I couldn’t live without him.

“Your daughter and her spouse die.d?” Millie inquired.

“Their automobile was discovered in the water,” she said. “This was just six months after Daniel was diagnosed. That happened two years ago. I used up all of my money on his treatments. I believed Steven was wealthy, but…

“Steven?” Millie inquired. Was your son-in-law’s name Steven? ”

“Yes,” Dorothy said innocently. “He went by the name Steven Fargo.”

“How did your daughter behave?” Millie inquired.

Dorothy said, “She was a nurse at Mercy Hospital.” “I was quite proud of her.”

Millie was taken aback. She understood Steven and Laura had conspired to steal her baby and replace him with a dead newborn while she was in a coma. She now had to crush this woman’s heart…

Millie stated gently that Steven was her ex-husband and that she was certain Daniel was her son. Dorothy consented to a DNA test, the findings of which were shocking. Dorothy realized her daughter had done a heinous deed for the sake of a guy.

Millie swiftly paid for all of Daniel’s medical care and filed a police report against Laura Levi and Steven Fargo. According to the DNA test, Millie now had full custody of Daniel and welcomed Dorothy to live with her.

“You will be Daniel’s sole grandma,” she explained. “Permit us to be your family!” Dorothy and the other woman moved in together and lived happily after the doctors assured them Daniel was better.

But there was one more surprise in store! A year after Daniel’s final treatment, Dorothy received a phone call from her ostensibly deceased daughter. Laura and Steven were detained.

Laura and Steven had started drinking about the time Daniel became ill, and Steven’s money had quickly gone out. Because the couple owed a lot of money to important people, they staged their own death and abandoned the sick child.

Laura asked her mother to put up her home as security for their bail now that they were in prison. “I’m your only daughter, Mom,” Laura begged. “Please assist me!”

Dorothy sighed after listening to Laura. I’m not sure who you are. Daniel’s true mother is my only daughter, and she’s standing here by my side. “