‘What is it? What is wrong?’
She handed him the photo of two babies.
‘I think I have a twin, Marco, an identical twin.’
‘Do you want to find her?’
‘I don’t know. I really don’t know.’
‘Well, when you decide I will be here for you, supporting you, you know that.’
Kate smiled and as always it took his breath away. ‘I know that, and I hope my sister, wherever she is, has been as lucky as I am. Hold me, Marco.’
He did, and Kate knew that whatever happened, whatever decision she made, she was safe and loved.