35. Who Ruined Brandon?

"Put the baby down and get the hell out of this room!" yelled Brandon, his voice filled with anger. I quickly placed the baby in the crib, but I couldn't make my way to the door as Brandon was standing in the doorway. After giving me an intense glare, Brandon stepped aside, allowing me to slowly exit the room.

"Hey, listen up. Never come near this baby again, and if you even breathe a word about being kept in a secret room and pregnant with my child, I'll kick your ass! I swear to God!" Brandon bluntly warned me, his eyes narrowed menacingly. I stood rooted in place, staring at the stranger before me.

"This evening, I'll be giving your dad a call and informing him that you have been found. So get ready, you're heading back to Malmo tonight," Brandon declared.

"It's already past seven," I pointed out, searching for more evidence to confirm that Brandon had been replaced. The real Brandon would never allow me to undertake a journey at this hour of the day.

"That's even more reason fo