Something wasn’t right. The moment the bundle of joy of yours came into the world, something was off.

Miguel dismissed it, thinking it’s just how they started off.

“Baby.. He looks just like you.” He whispered softly, not wanting to wake the baby up. There was a soft, warm smile on his face as he held him in his arms so you could rest.

The more he looked, the more he wondered. Everything was going okay until Hobie came in to visit. It clicked.

That baby was not his.