Naomi's POV

I stared at the birth certificate like it was written in blood.

Miranda Hale.

Mother: Rachel Thompson.

Father: Unknown.

It just didn't make sense, It couldn't make sense.

There was only one Miranda, My Miranda, My daughter.

Wasn't there?

My fingers trembled as I placed the document beside the flash drive. The room spun, a storm swirling around the calm face in the certificate. That wasn't my daughter. It couldn't be.

Unless...

Unless the deception went deeper than I ever ...