David’s expression shifted from polished confidence to one of utter bewilderment. He glanced quickly between Alex and me, his mind clearly scrambling to process the image of the boy who looked hauntingly similar to him.
“How… how is this possible?” David stammered, his voice barely above a whisper.
Margaret’s steely gaze darted from her son to me, the wheels in her mind undoubtedly spinning.
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