Kylie was clueless that her son Logan wasn’t hers until she took a DNA test with him 27 years later and got the shock of her life. She was furious beyond words and wanted answers from the maternity hospital where she had given birth – only to hear the startling fact that her baby had been exchanged with another woman.
Kylie came from a humble background and knew that money could provide for basic needs, but love and togetherness were more important. Her parents adored her and encouraged her to attend university despite their financial issues. It was there she met the man of her dreams, Sebastian.
Sebastian was wealthy, the only heir to his father’s firm. But their differences didn’t stop them from marrying and settling in a modest home in California.
When Kylie became pregnant three years later, Sebastian arranged for her to see the top doctor in town. But Kylie insisted on giving birth in the same place her mother had – a modest hospital in California. After all, what could possibly go wrong?
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Unfortunately, Sebastian was away on business at the time Kylie gave birth. When he arrived, their baby was already in Kylie’s arms.
“Sebastian!” she cried joyfully. “Look at him! Isn’t he lovely?”
“He is, darling. He’s stunning, exactly like you! I love you both!” Sebastian kissed Kylie on the cheek and carefully cradled their newborn in his arms. His half-closed eyes looked at him innocently and his touch was the greatest joy for Sebastian. He couldn’t stop crying as he held their kid in his arms. Everything looked perfect! He would be the best father and Kylie, the best mother!
As Logan grew up, he registered similar physical features to them, including pitch-black hair and brown eyes that had deepened from blue at birth. As a result, they never questioned the possibility of their baby not being theirs.
People would sometimes glance at Logan and remark on his gorgeous dark brown eyes, which everyone in Sebastian’s family had. “Your boy is beautiful,” a mother at his school once told Kylie. “I bet he takes after his father! You know, sons that take after their father are lucky!” And Kylie couldn’t be happier.
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Kylie and Sebastian did not leave any stone unturned in their efforts to raise Logan with affection. Every year, they lavished him with the best facilities and gifts. He got a PlayStation for his seventh birthday, a gleaming black BMW for his eighteenth, and Sebastian’s businesses for his twenty-fifth.
But, regrettably, Sebastian died just two years after Logan joined his company. He was returning from another town after a business meeting when he was killed in a car accident.
Kylie was heartbroken after that, and Logan was the only one she had. She was relieved that at least her son, was with her until Sebastian’s brother Steve appeared out of nowhere, wanting a fair portion of Sebastian’s business.
“Come on, Kylie! You can’t just keep everything to yourself! You have no idea how a business works!” he sneered.
“Get out of my house, Steve, before I call the cops!” she retorted. “And, yes, the company you’ve come to claim is my son’s! I’m not going to let you touch that!”
“Your so-called son, who has no resemblance to you or Sebastian? Tell me, honestly, did you adopt him and keep the truth hidden all these years? But why? Because you were afraid he’d abandon you? Because he’d be hurt to find out you’re not his biological mother?”
“Enough, Steve!” she lashed out. “LOGAN IS MY CHILD – AND MY BLOOD! He has his father’s dark brown eyes and pitch-black hair!”
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Steve mockingly laughed. “That’s it, Kylie! That’s the only thing he has in common with you! What about his physical appearance? He looks nothing like you two! Think about it, dear! And, of course, I’ll see you in court! THAT BUSINESS IS MINE!”
“Who’s afraid, uh? I’m not going to let you win! I’m going to take a DNA test to prove you wrong!” she cried firmly. “Sit tight and wait!”
That week, Kylie took the DNA test, convinced that Steve would be so wrong, so mortified when she’d prove him wrong. She couldn’t wait to see his expression when she throws the test results in his face. However, when the results came in, Kylie’s life came crashing down around her.
“0% MATCH! How in heaven is that possible?” She couldn’t believe her eyes! “This must be a mistake! How can Logan not be mine?” She was so stunned that she repeated the test at a different hospital, but the results were the same.
Kylie couldn’t help but cry in front of Logan. “Honey, I’m not your mother!” she cried, squeezing the test results in her fists. “I can’t believe what I’m hearing! What happened to my child? I know I gave birth to a healthy baby boy. Where has he gone?”
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“Hey, mom,” Logan hugged her. “Who cares if you gave birth to me or not, you’ll always be my mom. You raised me and loved me all my life. Let’s go look for your son.”
Kylie hugged Logan tightly. “Oh, I am so sorry for being so selfish, Logan.”
“It’s okay, mom,” he said. “How about we start with the hospital where you gave birth?”
“What? The maternity….” Then it struck Kylie. She wasn’t the only patient in her ward. There was another woman with her named Lily. She was a widow. She had also given birth to a son, and when she was discharged from the hospital, Kylie gave her kid a lovely blue cap. Lily wasn’t well off, and Kylie’s heart softened for her.
Desperate for answers now, Kylie dashed to the maternity hospital…
“Where is my child? I know you guys did something. Give me Lily’s address. She was admitted to the same hospital ward as me! Get her details right now!” Kylie screamed as she got to the hospital, demanding Lily’s address.
“Mom, calm down,” Logan said.
“I can’t relax, Logan. Take a look at him. He’s not looking me in the eyes. He’s definitely hiding something!”
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“We can’t share patient records,” Dr. Harrison said. “That is against policy.”
“How about a lawsuit then? I’m confident you have the money to fight it!”
“What? Please, no!” he begged. “Okay, okay. I’m sorry, but we couldn’t tell you this sooner because, as you know, we’re a small hospital, and getting engaged in a court dispute would be expensive, but we dismissed the nurse who switched your child,” he revealed. “She admitted the mistake. I was a junior doctor at the time. I apologize!”
“Address!” Kylie repeated. “Fast! I just care about my son! If I don’t get him back, be prepared for a lawsuit!”
In the end, Dr. Harrison handed her the address.
Kylie and Logan drove to Lily’s house, but when they arrived there, their jaws fell at the dingy cottage they’d been living in.
Logan knocked, and a vivid image of Sebastian emerged. Kylie couldn’t take it in and grabbed Logan’s arms. “You are my son,” she whispered. “IT’S YOU!”
“I’m sorry?” the young man asked, unfazed. “I guess you got the wrong address. My name’s David Morris, and I’m Lily Morris’ son. But who is this man with you? He looks a lot like…well…my father!”
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“Would you please send for Lily? Inform her that Kylie wishes to see her!”
“Well, she won’t be able to come here. You’re going to have to come in.”
Logan and Kylie followed David inside and discovered a sick Lily on the bed. Her face was etched with wrinkles and black circles, her cheeks sunken. She was found to have a tumor, but they didn’t have the funds to treat her.
“Kylie? Oh, it’s you, but this boy…” Then she glanced at Logan, an exact replica of her late husband. “Oh dear…he…he…”
“Yes, Lily. Our sons were switched at birth. The hospital did it, and I only found out about it today. But what happened to you? How did you get into this state?”
“What?” David let out a loud gasp. “You mean…You are…”
“Yes, David. Logan is Lily’s child, and I am your biological mother. Everything is messed up.”
“No way!” David lashed out. “And you want me to go with you? My mom did so much for me all these years. She got me the best books, toys, and everything I ever needed. I am not leaving her, especially now when she needs me. She means everything to me!”
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“Hey, David,” Logan said. “We are not taking her away from you. How about we all move in together? Look, I have a wonderful mom too. I mean, yeah, it’s crazy because she’s your biological mom, but she’s amazing. And Lily is my birth mom. How about we live like brothers? I will get Lily treated at the best hospital! I promise. You guys will never have to worry about anything. I assure you!”
“I don’t need any favors….But can you get mom treated?”
“Of course, I can.”
“I shall return your favor as soon as possible… Thank you very much!”
“Oh, come on!” Logan hugged David.
David and Lily soon moved in with Logan, and Lily received the treatment she needed. Logan hired David after he went through a standard interview process, and his qualifications were evaluated. He was adamant that he would go through the normal process of employment. Meanwhile, Logan’s uncle lost the case as his claims were baseless, as Sebastian had transferred everything in Logan’s name.
On Easter that year, Kylie and Lily gave the boys two blue crocheted sweater caps, much like the one Kylie had given Lily back then. “They both look the same,” Kylie commented as she handed them to the boys. “You’d have no idea which one is yours if I switched them. That’s how my and Lily’s love is for you both. You are both our sons, and we are both your mothers! Never forget that.”
What can we learn from this story?
- Love triumphs over materialistic happiness. Lily and David were poor, yet the amount of love David had for Lily showed how much he valued love above all else.
- Lies have a way of leaking out. The hospital authorities were wrong in believing that the truth about the baby swap would never be revealed.
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I Fled My Ex with My Daughter Only to Face a Woman from My Past Set on Ruining My Life — Story of the Day
I thought escaping my ex with my daughter would be the hardest part, but I was wrong. Returning to my small hometown brought a storm I never saw coming.
Returning to my hometown felt like scheduling a root canal—something you know you have to do but would rather avoid at all costs. Every street, every familiar face, and even the smell of the place screamed, “Failure!”
Mom greeted us at the door. Sophie, my ten-year-old daughter, gave me a side-eye from the moment we stepped off the bus. Her expression practically shouted, “Really, Mom? This was your grand plan?”
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Things didn’t get better once we got home.
“You haven’t even unpacked,” Mom sighed, standing in my doorway.
“It’s a strategy. Maybe we’ll leave sooner than you think.”
“Brilliant. Maybe plan a magical return of your dignity while you’re at it,” she shot back, rolling her eyes.
Dinner wasn’t much of a break.
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“I want to live with Dad!” Sophie announced, dropping her fork with a clatter. “At least he doesn’t drag me to some… nowhere town!”
Mom opened her mouth, probably to say something “helpful,” but I raised a hand to stop her. She gave me a long look, then went back to her soup. Sophie’s words hung in the air like a bad smell.
That night, as I stared at the cracks in the ceiling, I realized something had to change. So, the following morning, I went to the local employment center. The place hadn’t changed a bit since high school. It was still small, stuffy, and suffocatingly dull. I was scanning the job postings when…
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“Is that Mia? I don’t believe it!”
I turned to see Ethan, the guy everyone in high school wanted to sit next to in class. He still had that boy-next-door smile that could melt ice.
“Ethan.”
We fell into an easy conversation.
“Still can’t believe it’s you,” Ethan said, shaking his head with a grin. “You haven’t changed a bit, Mia.”
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I snorted. “Liar. I’m at least ten pounds and ten thousand regrets heavier.”
“You always had the best comebacks. Some things never change.”
As we chatted, I felt myself relaxing for the first time in weeks. He talked about his recent move back to town. I mostly nodded and smiled, letting his voice fill the empty spaces in my mind.
Then, almost casually, he said, “You know, we should catch up properly. Coffee? My treat.”
Coffee. A normal, adult conversation without judgment, pity, or awkward silences.
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“Coffee sounds… good.”
And then, I heard the door open. I turned to see a woman in a designer blazer and heels sharp enough to puncture tires. She stood there like she was waiting for applause.
“Well, well,” she cooed. “If it isn’t Ethan Carter. It’s been ages. How’s life treating our golden boy?”
Ethan, ever the gentleman, smiled politely. “Vivian. Good to see you. Life’s good, thanks. I didn’t know you were still in town.”
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“Still?” she asked, feigning surprise. “Oh, I’m more than ‘still’ here.” Her eyes darted to me then. “I see you’ve already got company. Mia? Is that really you?”
I barely had time to process her words before she added, “Don’t tell me you don’t remember me. ‘Chubby Vi’? The girl who was, oh, so invisible back in school?”
Oh no. Suddenly, it all came rushing back—Vivian. The quiet, awkward girl no one noticed. But this time, she was standing in front of me, polished and commanding, looking like she owned not just the room but the entire town. And, maybe, she did.
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“Of course,” I said. “It’s been a long time.”
She gave me a sugary smile. “It has. And yet, here we are. Funny how life works, isn’t it? What brings you to the employment center, Mia? Don’t tell me… you’re looking for a job?”
“That’s right. Gotta pay the bills, you know.”
“Well, you’re in luck. I just happen to have a position available at the city café. It’s a cleaning position. Don’t worry, Mia. I’m sure you’ll pick it up quickly. And think of the perks! Free coffee at the end of the day.”
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Ethan stepped slightly closer to me. “Vivian, maybe this isn’t the time…”
“Oh, nonsense,” she interrupted. “I’m just being neighborly. Isn’t that what you like about our little town, Ethan? The… charm?”
Her eyes locked on mine again. My pride begged me to walk away, but Sophie’s face flashed in my mind. I couldn’t afford to let my ego win that one.
“Wow,” I said, forcing a tight smile. “A dream opportunity like that? How could I possibly say no?”
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Vivian’s satisfaction practically radiated off her. “That’s the spirit. Tomorrow at 7 a.m. Don’t be late.”
She turned on her razor-sharp heels, leaving the room. I stood there, wishing the floor would swallow me whole.
“It’s fine,” I muttered. “She wins this round.”
***
The days at my new job were nothing short of a sitcom where I played the hapless lead. Dirty floors, spilled coffee, leftover crumbs—it felt like the café had conspired to keep me perpetually armed with a mop.
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And then there was Vivian. Like clockwork, she showed up during my shift.
“Oh no!” she gasped dramatically, knocking her latte off the edge of the table. “How clumsy of me! Mia, darling, you wouldn’t mind cleaning that up, would you? You’re so good at it.”
I plastered on a smile that felt more like a grimace. “Of course, Vivian. Can’t let your expensive shoes suffer, can we?”
Her lips curved in a condescending smirk. “That’s the spirit. Such a team player.”
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The next day, Vivian continued her petty antics—sugar mysteriously scattered, chairs left deliberately askew, all designed to keep me busy and humiliated. At home, Sophie’s resentment only grew, and the weight of my guilt became unbearable. I knew something had to change.
While wiping down counters one afternoon, I noticed a job posting for a waitress position. Gathering my courage, I asked Mr. Larkin if I could switch roles. To my surprise, he agreed without hesitation.
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When Vivian arrived during my next shift, expecting to see me with a mop, her surprise was evident as she spotted me carrying a tray instead. She commented about my “progress,” masking her annoyance with false cheer, but I couldn’t help feeling a small, satisfying victory.
Still, I had a nagging sense that Vivian wasn’t finished yet.
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***
I had forgotten what it felt like to be excited about something as simple as a date. That night, I left the mop bucket and spilled sugar behind and felt like a person again. Ethan picked a cozy restaurant, one of those places with dim lighting and candles on the tables that made everything seem romantic, even if you were just eating breadsticks.
“You clean up nice,” he said, pulling out my chair. “Not that you don’t always look great in… uh, aprons and sneakers.”
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“Flattery will get you everywhere,” I quipped, sitting down. “And for the record, those are high-performance sneakers. Very trendy in the cleaning world.”
The conversation flowed easily, from shared memories of high school to ridiculous stories about his failed attempts at cooking. The waiter brought us pasta and wine, and I was starting to believe the night was perfect.
Suddenly, I heard the cold voice, sending a chill straight through me.
“Wow, Mia. Look at you. A dress and everything.”
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I looked up to see my ex-husband, Darren, standing at the table with a smug expression. He was dressed like he’d just stepped off a yacht, which was ironic given he’d probably get seasick in a kiddie pool.
“Darren! What are you doing here?”
“Oh, just stopping by to let you know I’m taking my daughter, Sophie,” he said casually like he was announcing he’d picked up a gallon of milk.
“What?” My fork clattered onto my plate. “You can’t just…”
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“I can, and I will,” he interrupted. “She deserves better than this… situation.”
The unspoken questions hung in the air. I felt the walls closing in. It looked like I had been hiding an entire part of my life from Ethan.
“You didn’t mention you had a daughter,” Ethan finally said.
“I was going to,” I stammered. “Tonight, actually…”
“Oh, don’t mind me,” Darren cut in with a laugh. “I just thought Ethan should know who he’s getting involved with.”
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Ethan pushed back his chair and stood up. “I think I’ll let you two work this out.”
He left me alone with Darren.
“Well, that went well,” Darren said, sitting down across from me like he owned the place. “Don’t worry, Mia. I’m not taking Sophie. My new life doesn’t exactly have room for… distractions.”
“Then why are you here?” I snapped, anger bubbling to the surface.
“Oh, just a little favor for a friend. She said you were trying to rebuild your little love life. Thought I’d lend a hand.”
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And that’s when it hit me. Of course, I knew who’d managed that. Her fingerprints were all over the wreckage of my night.
***
After that disastrous evening, I felt like the universe had thrown in the towel on me. I took a day off and decided to focus on Sophie. She deserved more than the chaos I’d been dragging her through.
So, the following morning, with a blanket, some sandwiches, and a whole bag of her favorite snacks, we set up a picnic in the backyard. Sophie giggled as we spread peanut butter on crackers and debated whether clouds looked more like rabbits or dinosaurs.
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For a moment, it felt like I could breathe again. But then, I heard Ethan’s voice.
“Hey,” he said, holding a bouquet of wildflowers. “I thought these might brighten the mood.”
Sophie’s face lit up. “Flowers? For me?”
“All yours,” Ethan said with a wink.
She squealed and bolted toward the house, yelling for Grandma to find a vase.
Ethan turned to me. “Can we talk?”
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“If you’re here to get answers about my ex, you deserve to know the truth,” I began. “Darren… he cheated on me. For years, apparently. When I found out, I packed up and left, bringing Sofie with me. Coming back here was my only option.”
“I’m sorry, Mia. No one deserves that. But it’s not about Darren. It’s about Vivian.”
“Vivian? What about her?”
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“She’s been… persistent since I moved back to town. I guess she saw my coming back as an opportunity to, I don’t know, rekindle something that was never really there.”
I sighed, the pieces clicking into place. But there was one thing I needed to know.
“Does the fact that I have a daughter scare you?”
“Scare me? Mia, beautiful girls like Sophie are the best part of life.”
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Before I could respond, Sophie came bounding back. “Come on, let’s go somewhere fun!”
Later, we were eating cotton candy at a small carnival in the next town. Sophie squealed as Ethan won her a stuffed bear at one of the games, and the way he looked at her like she was the center of the universe made something warm bloom in my chest.
I let myself believe that maybe, we were going to be okay.
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