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es between the two of them. His skin was a few shades lighter than hers but they had the same nose and lips. In fact

as detached as I possibly could. "You're not at the right place

told me that yo

ild. I wasn't sure if he was truly mine or not but I wasn't going to allow them to

ated and I could feel the annoyance

not know about our life. If he really was Isabella's child then that wasn't surprising. She never wanted a part of this lif

eyes landed on her. It had been almost eight years since I saw her face last. The picture was a collage- in the one on the left, she was visibly pregnant. She ha

d onto the picture as a remembrance of her, I couldn't. Instead, I allowed it to drop to the ground and I looked u

our mother sent you

spoke. "She put me in a car and asked someone to drop me off. He left

ld she s

red cheerfully. "I have my birth

over again. I didn't want to believe that I was a dad and yet this was in front of me. The child was standing there w

s pi

l me until now. I couldn't help but wonder what spurred her into sending him. It couldn't have been a last-minute decision whi

ake him inside and put him

I asked without question. It was obvious that I was not in the mood to be messed with. I saw t

I asked making him

rdo De

they led him inside. I knew I was going to have a lot of questions from my father b

houghts and I turned to him. "Are you sure this

ighed. "What would you have me do? Do you want me

s. You should consider that this is a

me blankly. "Of course, I am skeptical of the child who showed up at my doorstep but if he trul

eep him? I thought you were trying to forg

street cameras, run the plates, and find out who was driving. I need to

t to move and I knew that he h

t out,

his voice soft as he spoke. "When Isabella i

Matteo, and allow m

t agree but there was nothing he could

eos's concerns were fair. I didn't know what the hell I was doing and