My best friend Sarah had a baby when she was 16, a boy named Thomas. She never revealed who the father was, and I never pressed her for answers. Over time, I grew very close to Thomas, almost like family, while Sarah kept that part of her life private.
As the years passed, I started noticing small similarities between Thomas and my family. He shared Sarah’s laugh and had a familiar mischievous expression, but nothing confirmed my suspicions until one day while babysitting him. When he bent down, I saw
