EDEN'S POV
Janice's silence follows me everywhere because if she were innocent, if I were completely wrong, if this entire thing existed only inside my head, she would have answered the question immediately.
Instead she looked terrified.
I spend the next two days trying to focus on work but it doesn't happen.
Meetings blur together, reports pile up on my desk and people keep talking while my thoughts circle the same question over and over again.
*Is Jack my son?*
The possibility has become impossible to ignore. Every memory feels different now, every interaction means something new.
I remember finding that notebook in the parking lot and laughing at the aggressive T-Rex drawings. I remember the moment I reached the family pictures and felt something shift inside me before I even und
