My Adopted Daughter Was Washing Dishes While the Other Kids Opened Christmas Gifts—Then She Asked a Question That Broke My Heart

“Am I your real family?”

The question shattered him.

Alejandro immediately pulled into a church parking lot.

He rushed around to her door and knelt beside her.

“Elena Whitlock Mendoza.”

She looked up.

“You listen to me very carefully.”

Tears streamed down her face.

“You are my daughter.”

He held her hands.

“You are my family.”

A sob escaped her throat.

“You are continue reading …