Daisy
He stops at the door and glares at her. He says, "So you're Daisy George?"
She looks at Felix, but he isn't looking at her. They're identical. Same height, same hairstyle, same everything. The other one, however, looks meaner. "What do you want from me?"
He starts making his way towards her. He doesn't hesitate. "Thirty years ago, you forced my mother to hand me over to you. I'm sure you still remember that."
Her heart sinks. This is Bertha's son? Both of them are? No, it can't be. Bertha didn't have twins, or rather, she didn't think she did. When she returned to the hospital, she had one baby with her, only one. But she can't ignore what's standing right in front of her.
She had twins.
But where was the other one when she made the switch?
She doesn't like the way he's lookin
