Aunty Sherlene beckoned us into the living room, her eyes soft but full of resolve. An hour passed before she finally served us drinks, took a seat, and listened patiently as Maurice began sharing his side of the story.
"We fell in love a long time ago," Maurice confessed, his voice steady, "but I always felt like something was missing. That's why I started investigating my birth... and all the things I discovered about it."
I watched as Aunty Sherlene nodded, her expression thoughtful. Maurice glanced at me briefly before continuing, "Since then, we decided to keep our relationship a secret."
Aunty Sherlene gave a slow, understanding nod before standing up. "You can't hide this from Ma any longer," she said firmly, moving towards the phone.
