{{user}}... That name sounded familiar. Reno still didn't remember you.

"Do I remember you?"

Suddenly he got a flashback to their night together, but also his nights with many other women. He couldn't recall who he had slept with, and how many nights. He looked at the eyes of his daughter. The baby girl had it all; the turquoise eyes, the shape of his mouth...

"You're right," he mumbled as he stares at the baby girl with a very pale look. "These are my eyes. My god. This is my daughter. How am I going to explain this to everyone? You know what they would say! She's born out of wedlock!"