Our Teen Daughter Demanded $15K for Her Birthday and When We Found Out Why, It Broke Our Hearts

When our adopted teenage daughter demanded $15,000 for her birthday, we were stunned. But when she tearfully revealed the heartbreaking reason behind her request, it changed our lives forever.

My husband and I had always wanted a child, but after years of trying, it became clear we couldn’t have one of our own. Adoption seemed like the best option.

We were nervous when we first met Lucy at the foster care center. She was shy but sweet, and we felt an instant connection.

After a few months at home, Lucy became distant and rude. On her 14th birthday, we surprised her with a laptop, but she demanded $15,000 instead. Shocked, we asked why.

With tears in her eyes, Lucy explained she needed the money to bring her brother, Alex, home from foster care. We had no idea she had a brother and were heartbroken.

Determined, we promised Lucy we’d bring Alex home. This journey united our family, and we finally felt complete.

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