“To my biological parents, who requested VIP seats today—thank you. Thank you for abandoning me. If you had not thrown me away, I would never have found my real mother. You gave up a daughter to protect a bank account. I hope it was worth it.”
The silence was suffocating.
Then I turned to Megan.
“Mom, I love you. This is for you.”
The arena exploded.
It was not normal applause. It was a thunderous standing ovation. My classmates rose. Professors stood. People cheered through tears.
I watched Karen and Richard stand, trying to escape. Their faces burned with humiliation as people stared at them with disgust. They moved toward the aisle, but security stepped into their path to guide traffic, and for a few seconds, they looked trapped inside the truth they had created.
At the reception afterward, classmates and professors surrounded me, but I only wanted Megan.
When I found her, we held each other and cried.
