He Gave Her My Eyes A Story of Final Sight novel Chapter 43

Twenty-five years ago, Naomi worked as a maid for the Baker family. By some twist of fate, she and Leila got pregnant at almost the same time and even gave birth on the very same day.

But right after Naomi had her baby, she disappeared. No one could reach her. All her contact information just stopped working. Nobody suspected a thing, but by then she had already switched the two newborns.

The Baker family didn’t care much about her vanishing. To them, she was just the help, nothing worth worrying about.

It wasn’t until Theresia was eighteen that the truth started to unravel. She got injured and needed a blood transfusion, but her blood type was incredibly rare. Leila and Eric both had ordinary blood types. There was no way their child could have hers.

They did a DNA test. The results were crystal clear. Theresia and Leila weren’t related. That’s when Leila realized the child she’d raised wasn’t hers at all.

Not long after, Leila tracked down Patti, the real daughter she’d lost at birth. Naomi was found and arrested, sentenced to ten years in prison.

Theresia could still remember: if her grandmother hadn’t stood up for her, Leila would have thrown her out on the spot. Even with her grandmother’s protection, every day after that felt like she was walking on eggshells in the Baker house.

Over the years, Theresia tried to move on. She thought about forgiving Naomi, letting herself heal, but she could never do it. Naomi had swapped her entire life with Patti’s, just for her own selfish reasons. It didn’t matter why she did it. Wrong was wrong.

That’s why, no matter how the Bakers treated her, Theresia never wanted to get back at them. She could let that go. But what Patti and Lawrence did—staging that car accident, working together to steal her corneas—that was something she couldn’t overlook.

She didn’t answer Hanson’s question. Maybe only time could decide how she’d really feel in the end.

Changing the subject, Theresia said, “Hanson, I didn’t just come back because of her. I want you to help me find my biological father.”

Hanson looked surprised. “Your biological father?”

She nodded. “Yeah. I went through Naomi’s past. She never had a boyfriend, not even any close guy friends. She left her hometown, came straight to Harrisburg to work for the Bakers, and soon after, she was pregnant.”

“So you think your father must have been someone at the Baker house?” he asked.

She was decked out in designer labels, every inch of her screaming that she was better than everyone else. “I’m Lawrence’s woman. Who here would dare cross Lawrence?”

She wondered why Lawrence wasn’t picking up her calls. She’d seen his car parked right outside. He had to be here. The last couple days he’d been ignoring her, acting cold. Was he already bored with her?

No way. She couldn’t let that happen.

Theresia could hear every word through the door.

So Lawrence had already found someone new. That was fast. And to think, she’d always believed he loved Patti more than anything.

He’d hurt innocent people for Patti, thrown away his own happiness just to make her happy. Theresia used to think his love was deep and unbreakable, but it turned out to be just as shallow as everything else.