“I don’t know,” Kiara said as they left the small laundry room and went into the suite. “But maybe she was given up for adoption too.”
“Why wouldn’t they have adopted both of us?”
“I don’t know,” Kiara admitted. “And I’m not sure I want to ask Jim.”
Angela didn’t want to ask him either. The last time she’d pressed for information on her birth family, it hadn’t gone well.
“What am I supposed to do with this information?” Angela asked as she sat down at the small round dining table that was just big enough for the two of them. “How am I supposed to find more information? Did the article give her name?”
“Nope.” Kiara got a glass of water, then sat down across from her. “But maybe we could phone the office of the team Cole Halverson plays for to see if we could get in contact with him.”
Angela wrinkled her nose. “I don’t like talking on the phone.”
“I know,” Kiara said. “So I’ll phone and pretend to be you. I doubt they’ll forward us on to him right away. They’ll probably just take a message and pass it to him.”
“I guess if that’s what you think we should do…” Angela wasn’t sure how she felt about this new bit of information.
She’d resigned herself to never finding out about her family, considering she’d thought her only source of information was Jim.
“Maybe you just have a double,” Kiara said. “But then again, maybe you have a sister. A twin.”
“Were there more pictures?” Angela asked.
Kiara pulled out her phone, and after a few swipes, she handed it to Angela. The picture on the screen was another one of the couple, only this time, they were looking at each other instead of facing forward.
The tall, handsome basketball player had his arm around the woman, and he was looking down at her with clear adoration. The woman had a shy smile on her face, but no less affection, as she gazed up at him.
They weren’t looking directly at the camera, so Angela didn’t know if the woman was even aware that her picture had been taken.
“They look like they’re in love,” she murmured, feeling a pang of longing. Whoever this woman was, she’d found someone who adored her.
“Yes,” Kiara agreed. “But there’s been no mention of Cole dating anyone recently.”
“You’ve kept up with his dating life?”
“Hey. You know I’m a fan of basketball and football. He’s one of the best, so of course, I follow news about him. Just like I follow news about my favorite quarterbacks.”
Kiara spent the next little while trying to find a contact number for Cole. As soon as she did, she placed the call.
Angela listened as Kiara asked the person on the other end of the line if she could pass a message to Cole Halverson. It seemed that the woman was agreeable because Kiara gave her Angela’s name and number.
“Do you think he’ll call me?” Angela asked.
Kiara shrugged as she set her phone down. She removed the scrunchy from her hair, shook her head, then gathered her curly brown hair back into a ponytail.
“If he doesn’t call back within a few days, I’ll call again. And then again.”
“I don’t want to bother him.”
“But don’t you want answers?”
Angela pressed a hand to her stomach. Did she want answers? If they were by some wild chance actually twins, it was clear the other woman moved in a completely different world than the one Angela lived in.
If Kiara was correct in the things she’d said, Cole Halverson was wealthy. Very wealthy. Which meant that this woman was used to moving in socially elite circles.
Angela certainly wasn’t.
She’d never even graduated from high school. It was only recently that she’d managed to get her GED. The same with Kiara. Neither of them even had a driver’s license.
