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For the longest time, Melissa wanted a daughter. A little princess of her own, she could spoil rotten, styling her hair, painting her nails, having girly nights snuggled up on the couch watching some silly movie. Unfortunately, she had no husband and thus no way to give birth to any kids. Melissa knew that she had to go with the next best option, adoption. She knew there would be no shortage of girls who would love a mommy to spoil them and partake in mother-daughter bonding activities. She felt like there was nothing that could bring her down. At least until she heard about Brian and what she knew of him broke her heart. A scrawny, small teenage boy whose puberty had given his body very little signs of physical maturity. He had been disowned for trying on his little sister’s dresses, playing games and doing activities more suited for a five year old girl than a fourteen year old boy. He was a sissy, they say. A colossal crybaby, they call him. When Melissa actually got to meet