Adoption Hearing Takes Dramatic Turn After Girl Breaks Her Silence
The Waiting Years
Hope, for Olive, was never loud. It lived quietly in the corners of long days and longer nights. As she grew, she watched other children come and go—some found families, others returned to the system. She stayed. And waited.
At night, she’d close her eyes and imagine what it might feel like to be chosen. To matter. To be loved not because someone had to, but because they wanted to. She held tight to that dream even when everything else felt temporary. It was a fragile kind of hope, but it was hers—and it kept her going.
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