‘We Want to Eat,’ Twins Beg Lady, She Notices They Have Her Late Son’s Birthmark — Story of the Day

Estella was a grieving mother who lost her zeal for life after the death of her son, Neil, a bright young scientist. For ten years, she lived in sorrow, believing her life was meaningless. One day, she met a pair of twins in the market who bore the same birthmark as Neil. Intrigued, she discovered they were the children of Emily, Neil’s former girlfriend.

Emily had met Neil at a science conference and, after a brief romance, found herself pregnant. Tragically, Neil’s sudden death left her heartbroken and alone. Struggling to raise her twins, she ended up on the streets. When Estella learned the truth, she embraced Emily and the twins, realizing God had kept her alive for a reason. Estella welcomed them into her home, finding new purpose and love in her newfound family. Through this, she discovered that while pain fades with time, love and care endure forever.

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