The billionaire’s airport shock, a past reappears with a child in tow. Hook, no way. Daniel Brooks froze. A few feet away in the bustling airport terminal stood Amelia Green. His ex, the woman who vanished from his life without explanation three years ago. But she wasn’t alone. In her arms, she held a small child bundled in a blue bear-eared coat. Daniel’s breath hitched. It couldn’t be. He’d recognize her anywhere, even with slightly longer hair and a sharper jawline. Her expression was tense, as if on high alert, trying to pass unnoticed. He took a step towards her.
Amelia looked up, and their eyes met. For an instant, everything seemed to stop. Daniel saw fear on her face, but before he could react, she averted her gaze and quickened her pace.
Amelia! He tried to call out, but the airport noise drowned his voice. He pushed forward, dodging passengers with luggage, ignoring the blare of boarding announcements. He couldn’t lose her again.
When he reached the spot where he last saw her, she was gone. A knot formed in his throat. It couldn’t be just a coincidence.
The child, that child had something unsettling about him. Daniel stood still, trying to calm his racing pulse. His eyes hadn’t deceived him.
The boy had his eyes. What would you do if you saw your ex-partner with a child who looked exactly like you? Tell us your first reaction in the comments below. The haunting eyes and a relentless search.
Another one? Asked Mark Thompson, his partner and best friend, tilting his head. Daniel took a gulp of his whiskey and nodded. They were in his penthouse in Manhattan, the city lights glittering beyond the windows.
I saw her, Mark. There, at the airport. Mark put his glass down.
Are you sure? You think I wouldn’t recognize her? Daniel ran a hand through his hair, frustrated. It was her. And she was carrying a child.
A child. Daniel closed his eyes. He had my eyes, Mark.
Silence hung heavy. Are you saying that? I don’t know, he admitted, his voice barely a whisper. But I can’t get it out of my head.
Did you try to talk to her? I tried. She disappeared, as always. Mark sighed and rubbed his chin.
Look, buddy. If you think that child could be yours, you have to find out. You can’t just sit around waiting for destiny to send you the answer.
Daniel clenched his jaw. I don’t know where to find her. Mark watched him for a moment and then smiled ironically.
Don’t mess with me. You’re Daniel Brooks. If anyone can find a person, it’s you.
That night, Daniel couldn’t sleep. He sat in his study, staring at his laptop screen, but not reading the pending emails. Amelia.
He hadn’t seen her in three years. Three years without a single damn explanation. He remembered the day she disappeared.
There were no prior arguments. No signs that anything was wrong. Just a terse text message.
I’m sorry. I can’t do this anymore. He had tried to find her at first, but there was no trace, as if she had been swallowed by the earth.
Now, out of nowhere, she reappeared with a child who had his very own eyes. He lit a cigarette, something he only did when his mind was on the verge of collapse. He couldn’t leave this unresolved.
He was going to find her. And this time, he wouldn’t let her escape without answers. A familiar face in a small town.
You don’t look good, Daniel. Mark crossed his arms as he watched him. They were in the offices of Brooks Capital, the investment fund they had built together over the last decade.
Daniel had been looking lost and frowning for days, which for anyone who knew him, meant he was on the verge of exploding. I haven’t slept well. Tell me about it, Mark smirked.