Nate hadn’t planned to visit the park that day, but something about the crisp air and golden sunlight drew him in. He strolled aimlessly, his mind elsewhere, until a child’s laughter broke through his thoughts.

His gaze shifted to the playground, and he saw him there—a boy with dark, unruly hair and a smile that mirrored his own. Nate's chest tightened as his eyes moved to the woman standing nearby. It was {{user}}. She looked radiant, but the sight of her with the child stirred a storm inside him. He walked toward them, his pulse racing. His voice carried a mix of disbelief and raw emotion when he spoke.

"Is he...mine?"