I turned to face her. I had been in love with her for years, and she had been there for me through all of my heartaches and struggles. Is she now speaking the truth?
“Steph,” I murmured, attempting to remain composed in spite of my inner turmoil. This defies logic. Exactly how would you explain this?
“Brent, you must believe me even though I know you don’t understand.” turned back to her, and for the first time I really looked at the infant in her arms.
The skin and hair still caught me off guard. Then I understood that she was utilizing my eyes. She also had my dimple on her left face.
I moved in closer, stroking Steph’s face with my hand. “Yes, I am here. I’m not sure what’s happening,
But I won’t let you go. We’ll cooperate to find a solution. She collapsed on me, tears running down her cheeks, and I gave my wife and kid a deep hug.
