The sound echoed across the room.
Julian stared.
Her smile…
It looked strangely familiar.
Then Noah looked up.
The little boy had Julian’s unmistakable green eyes.
Julian blinked.
Impossible.
He kept staring.
Ethan tilted his head while listening to Emma.
The exact habit Julian himself had whenever he was thinking.
His pulse quickened.
Brooke noticed.
“What are you looking at?”
Julian barely whispered,
“I…”
He couldn’t finish.
Something deep inside him had begun connecting pieces his mind refused to accept.
The ceremony began.
Guests filled every seat.
The minister smiled warmly.
“We gather today…”
Just as Brooke reached the altar beside Julian, Emma quietly tugged on Clara’s sleeve.
“Mommy?”
Clara leaned down.
“What is it, sweetheart?”
Emma pointed innocently toward Julian.
Her little voice carried farther than anyone expected.
“Why does that man look exactly like Noah?”
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