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THEY ARE MINE

NOLAN

My mind is messing with me, my head is fucking with me.

Growing up I had seen so many of my baby and toddler pictures and right now it felt like I was looking at one of them.

Just that there was a male and a female version of that toddler picture in front of me. I stared down at them and my eyes trailed up a bit to Alanna, she was bewildered.

She was speechless.

“Mummy, is this your friend?” the little girl asked in what must be the most adorable voice I have heard in all my life.

“No, he is just leaving,” she answered, her gaze not leaving me, as we kept staring at each other.

Hell, no.

I wasn’t going anywhere, I am not even going to move an inch. Not without answers.

Are they…. It can't be?

What the fuck?

Are these my kids, Alanna has two kids, did she get married after she left me? but why do they look so much like me?

Is my mind fucking with me? Or is this another function of my active imagination?

“Nolan, can you please leave my house? Anything you want to discuss
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