The room stood frozen.
Logan stared at Vanessa.
Vanessa stared at the woman.
And the woman…
looked like she’d seen a ghost.
Tears immediately filled her eyes.
“Noah…” she whispered.
Logan’s heart stopped.
“What is happening?” he asked.
Vanessa suddenly stood up.
“Security!” she screamed. “Get her out of here!”
But Noah held onto the woman tighter.
“No!” he cried.
Everyone gasped.
He had spoken again.
Then the woman slowly reached into her pocket with shaking hands.
“I never wanted to do this…” she said.
She pulled out an old photograph.
Logan took it.
His hands started shaking.
In the picture—
he saw himself.
Holding a newborn Noah.
Standing beside…
the woman.
Not Vanessa.
The date on the photo was from six years ago.
Logan slowly looked up.
“What is this…?”
The woman broke into tears.
Vanessa stepped backward.
Then she whispered:
“…I can explain.”
Logan stared at her.
Because suddenly—
he realized he didn’t know who his wife really was.
