Quinn's grandmother nodded, "Yes, she is Quinn's biological mother..." Mrs. Brown said with conviction.
"Did you bring a picture of Quinn as a baby?"
Mrs. Brown grabbed a few more photos and handed them to Damian. A picture of a baby in a crib, a baby girl with beautiful, round eyes, her cheeks puffed out adorably.
"Quinn, please get me that envelope," Damian pointed to the envelope that had been lying on the nightstand next to his bed.
"Here," Quinn handed it over.
"Thank you," Damian replied, grabbing the envelope and pulling it out.
"Who took this picture?" asked Damian.
Grandma Quinn sighed, "Myself..."
Damian smiled, "If this is a picture of Quinn as a baby, then whose picture is this?" Damian handed her the photo his late father had taken when his sister was a newborn.
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