The hospital room froze, her words cutting through the air like a blade: “This baby isn’t truly from our family.” I held Luna tighter, her tiny chest rising and falling against mine. Caleb looked at me, pale and confused, his mother’s voice echoing in the silence. “Mom, what are you talking about?” he asked, his voice shaky. Vivien’s eyes were cold, sharp. “Look at her, Caleb. Hazel eyes. Darker skin. She doesn’t look like you, or me, or anyone in this family. She is not one of us.” Her accusati