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snuck inside. After that conversation I just overheard between Trent and Dean, I knew there was something Trent wasn’t telling me , and I was going to find out what it was. I needed to know why he had tried to recruit Dean to sleep with me.
I began to rummage through every drawer and cabinet, looking for something—anything—that’d tell me what Trent had against me.
Just as I was about to give up, my hand hit a large envelope in the back of the bottom cabinet of his credenza. I immediately pulled the envelope out. It was a letter-size interoffice manila envelop that was closed by a red string. The only thing written on the envelope in bold was “Trent Parker.” I knew that I was invading Trent’s privacy, but after everything I’d overheard just moments ago, I knew I needed to get to the bottom of things. I needed to find out the truth. That was the most important to me at that moment.
Before I could change my mind, I opened the envelope and took out its contents. There were only a few documents, but the two that caught my eye was a letter and a birth certificate.
I looked at the birth certificate first.
“What the hell?” I whispered.
My father’s and Beth’s names were listed under “Parents’ Names” and March 12, 1983 was listed as the “Date of Birth.” This document looked like it was Trent’s birth certificate, except there was one problem.
Under “Sex” on the birth certificate, it didn’t say male. It said female .
What does this mean?
Confusion and shock whirled inside as I flipped to the other document that caught my eye—the letter. It was a handwritten letter from Trent’s mother.
My dearest Trent,
By the time you read this letter, I will have already left this world. Please do not be sad for me. Know that I will always love you. Know that ever since you were put in my arms that day you were born, everything I’ve done have been for you. There’s no one else in this world that I love more than you. Please do not ever forget that. Please try to remember that as you read through this letter.
So there is a secret I’ve been hiding from you.
I hope you can understand how difficult the situation was for me, and I really hope you do not hate me for keeping this from you. It is a secret that I’ve kept since you were seven. It was the last thing a mother wanted to hear and I had to make a choice, and I choose you. It is a secret that a part of me wanted to take with me to my grave. But after a lot of thought, I realized that you deserve to know. You have the right to know the truth.
Your father doesn’t know the secret. We were already divorced and living apart by that point and he was too busy with Parker, Inc. and his new daughter Blair to care. I am telling you now through this letter because I want you to know. I am also leaving it up to you to decide what you want to do with this information. Whatever you decide to do, know that I’m behind you 100%.
Trent, when I was in labor the day you were born, there were complications and I had lost a lot of blood. I had to be rushed into surgery immediately after I gave birth. They were also short staffed that night at the hospital and my nurse was delivering two babies at the same time. In all the chaos, she made a huge mistake. It was a mistake that changed our lives forever. When you were born, she put the wrong tag on you. She told us you were my baby. But it wasn’t until you feel off your bike when you were seven and needed surgery that they discovered an inconsistency in your files. After some digging, the hospital told me that you were not my son. They told me that you were switched at birth and belonged to another family. I was in shock and was beyond devastated by the news. They gave me the number to the other family. I waited several weeks before calling that family and after many long discussions over the phone, we made a choice. It was a very hard choice, but I believe it was the right one. We
I began to rummage through every drawer and cabinet, looking for something—anything—that’d tell me what Trent had against me.
Just as I was about to give up, my hand hit a large envelope in the back of the bottom cabinet of his credenza. I immediately pulled the envelope out. It was a letter-size interoffice manila envelop that was closed by a red string. The only thing written on the envelope in bold was “Trent Parker.” I knew that I was invading Trent’s privacy, but after everything I’d overheard just moments ago, I knew I needed to get to the bottom of things. I needed to find out the truth. That was the most important to me at that moment.
Before I could change my mind, I opened the envelope and took out its contents. There were only a few documents, but the two that caught my eye was a letter and a birth certificate.
I looked at the birth certificate first.
“What the hell?” I whispered.
My father’s and Beth’s names were listed under “Parents’ Names” and March 12, 1983 was listed as the “Date of Birth.” This document looked like it was Trent’s birth certificate, except there was one problem.
Under “Sex” on the birth certificate, it didn’t say male. It said female .
What does this mean?
Confusion and shock whirled inside as I flipped to the other document that caught my eye—the letter. It was a handwritten letter from Trent’s mother.
My dearest Trent,
By the time you read this letter, I will have already left this world. Please do not be sad for me. Know that I will always love you. Know that ever since you were put in my arms that day you were born, everything I’ve done have been for you. There’s no one else in this world that I love more than you. Please do not ever forget that. Please try to remember that as you read through this letter.
So there is a secret I’ve been hiding from you.
I hope you can understand how difficult the situation was for me, and I really hope you do not hate me for keeping this from you. It is a secret that I’ve kept since you were seven. It was the last thing a mother wanted to hear and I had to make a choice, and I choose you. It is a secret that a part of me wanted to take with me to my grave. But after a lot of thought, I realized that you deserve to know. You have the right to know the truth.
Your father doesn’t know the secret. We were already divorced and living apart by that point and he was too busy with Parker, Inc. and his new daughter Blair to care. I am telling you now through this letter because I want you to know. I am also leaving it up to you to decide what you want to do with this information. Whatever you decide to do, know that I’m behind you 100%.
Trent, when I was in labor the day you were born, there were complications and I had lost a lot of blood. I had to be rushed into surgery immediately after I gave birth. They were also short staffed that night at the hospital and my nurse was delivering two babies at the same time. In all the chaos, she made a huge mistake. It was a mistake that changed our lives forever. When you were born, she put the wrong tag on you. She told us you were my baby. But it wasn’t until you feel off your bike when you were seven and needed surgery that they discovered an inconsistency in your files. After some digging, the hospital told me that you were not my son. They told me that you were switched at birth and belonged to another family. I was in shock and was beyond devastated by the news. They gave me the number to the other family. I waited several weeks before calling that family and after many long discussions over the phone, we made a choice. It was a very hard choice, but I believe it was the right one. We
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