“Wait… you think I’m the affair child?” Daniel asked, his voice cracking. “So, you don’t remember that day?” I shook my head. “What day? I don’t even know you.” Daniel leaned forward, his hands trembling slightly. “Billy, you and I… we’re not strangers. We grew up together until we were about six. Then, one night, everything changed. I remember men coming to the house, shouting, Mom crying, Dad yelling. The next morning, you were gone. Vanished. I thought you’d been taken from me forever.” I stared at him, my mind spinning. “That’s impossible. My parents have never mentioned any of...
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