One of our sons had pale skin and pink cheeks—he looked just like me.
The other had darker skin, soft curls, and Anna’s eyes.
I froze.
Anna broke down completely, insisting through tears that she had never been unfaithful. She swore that both children were mine, even though she couldn’t explain how it was possible.
Despite the shock coursing through me, I chose to believe her. I held her close and promised that we would find answers together.
The doctors soon ran tests, but the waiting felt unbearable.
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