Sebastian didn’t need a DNA test. He saw himself in the baby’s eyes, in the way her tiny hands reached toward the light.

He told Nora everything—how he had searched for years, how pride and regret had stolen his family. When he finished, her eyes glistened. “So you’re saying… you’re my father?”

“I am,” he whispered. “And I’ve never stopped hoping I’d find you.”

Nora covered her mouth as tears spilled down her cheeks. “Mom always said someday I’d understand why she loved you. Maybe this is that day.”

Weeks later, headlines blazed across the country: “Billionaire Discovers Lost Daughter Selling Lemonade by Highway.” Cameras followed them for a time, but behind the noise, their story unfolded quietly—two people learning how to be family again.