I brought them home, wrapped them in blankets, and gave them warm soup. Emma was asleep, and I planned to contact social services the next day. But the following morning, I woke to giggles and thuds from Emma’s room.
Fearing the worst, I rushed in. Instead, I found the twins performing a magical show with makeshift costumes. For the first time in months, Emma was laughing, her face lit with pure joy. The twins had turned our home into a place of happiness again.
Over the next days, Willow and Isabelle became Emma’s constant companions, filling her life with laughter and hope. On Christmas Eve, they crowned her Queen of the Magical Forest during their most elaborate performance yet.
That night, I knew they belonged with us. The adoption process was long and arduous, but today, our family has grown from two to four.
Looking back, I’m grateful Max led me to that log. That moment of kindness changed all our lives, proving that even in the hardest times, love and magic can light the way forward.