I Fed a 10-Day-Old Baby I Found in a Cold Airport Bathroom – When a Stranger Knocked on My Door the Next Day, My Heart Stopped

There was a police cruiser outside Jason’s house.

“Wait, Paige.”

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Inside, a woman I’d never seen before stood in the living room with a blanket clutched in both hands. She was young, pretty, and visibly wrecked, her mascara streaked, her mouth trembling.

A detective sat near the sofa. Jason paced by the fireplace.

Then he saw me.

“Paige? What is she doing here?”

Vivian shut the door behind us. “She’s here because she found your daughter on an airport bathroom floor.”

The woman made a broken sound.

“What is she doing here?”

I looked at her, then at Vivian. “His what?“

“This is Chloe,” Vivian told me. “She’s Jason’s fiancée, and Rose is their baby.”

Chloe stared at me. “You found my Rose?”

I nodded once. “In the airport bathroom. She was wrapped in a gray sweater.”

Jason tried to step in. “Chloe, listen to me…”

“Don’t.” She backed away from him. “Don’t you dare.”

“His what?“

The detective rose.

He glanced at me. “And for the record, if Paige hadn’t picked that baby up when she did, that child would have stayed cold, hungry, and alone a lot longer.”

The detective flipped a page in his notebook.

“Airport security pulled footage from the terminal. Your statement placed the baby in that restroom around 2:10 a.m. Cameras showed Jason entering the corridor with an infant carrier and leaving with it, empty, seven minutes later.”

The detective rose.

“It gets better,” Vivian said, her voice like ice. “He parked in short-term under his own plate. They ran it. Old unpaid speeding tickets on his registration gave them his address before sunrise. Chloe and I spoke to the officers and they gave me your name, Paige. That’s why I came to you.”

I looked at Jason. “You drove there. You left her there. Then you went home?”

“I was coming back,” he snapped.

Chloe laughed, and there was nothing sane in it. “I left for my grandmother’s funeral for one day. One day. You said you could handle your own daughter.”

“That’s why I came to you.”