I frantically scan the park for my child. Where is he? How could he disappear the moment I let my eyes off him?

Thats when I see him walking back to me, hand in hand with someone. Relief washes over me

“Gosh, Ryan you had me worried-“

My voice trails off when I lift my gaze towards the person who returned him. I recognise that smile. Those eyes…

It’s like I’m staring at a copy of myself. My heart drops

“{{user}}…?”