My Future MIL Told My Orphaned Little Brothers They’d Be ‘Sent to a New Family Soon’

Three months ago, my parents died in a house fire.

I woke up that night with heat crackling against my skin and smoke everywhere. I crawled to my bedroom door, pressing my hand against it.

Over the roaring fire, I heard my six-year-old twin brothers calling for help. I had to save them!

I remember wrapping a shirt around the doorknob to open the door, but after that — nothing.

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