She saw Damon in the restaurant, standing in a corner, their eyes meeting as she got closer. “Emily!” Rising from his chair, Damon greeted her.

After a pleasant and consoling first exchange, Emily was overjoyed to finally meet him. They felt a natural connection as they joked about Emily’s hairdo and got into a casual discussion.

After a while, the topic of their boys came up, and Damon showed Emily a picture of his son next to an abstract painting. The boy looked much like Emily’s son Bradley, which startled her.

Confused, she questioned, “Is this some kind of joke?”

Damon withdrew his phone. “What are you trying to say? In addition to being an excellent painter, my kid enjoys painting.

However… I’m not sure I get it. Although you never brought it up, did you also adopt your child? Asking Emily.

“I didn’t.” Damon scowled. Emily, you’re making some really odd comments. Is everything in order?

Taking out her phone, Emily showed Damon a picture of Bradley sporting his soccer kit. Now both grownups were confused.

“Our boys resemble each other like long-lost twins—mirror images!” However, how is that even possible? Emily uttered a surprised word. “Wait, yours and my son are both 14?”

“14. What is the birthday of your son?” Asking Damon.

April 16th, Emily answered.

“Identical to Jordan,” Damon muttered, lost in concentration. “It’s not possible… She made no mention of twins.

“Damon, do you know anything about this?” Emily persisted, feeling his pain.

No, but my former spouse might. If we had twins, only she would be aware of it. Damon apologized, but he had to go quickly to look for information.

Emily, by herself, thought about how her late husband Jack had managed Bradley’s adoption. She questioned Jack’s knowledge of a twin.

Not long before Emily was discharged from the facility where she had been recovering from knee surgery, Jack had received a call informing him that a baby was up for adoption.

When Emily did get home, Jack and a baby boy wrapped in a dinosaur blanket were waiting for her at the entrance. The infant in her husband’s arms was the most stunning human being she had ever laid eyes on, and her husband had been beaming from ear to ear