The boys were watching Daniel now.
The tallest one stepped forward.
“Are you our dad?”
The innocent question pierced Daniel’s heart.
He knelt slowly in front of them.
For the first time, he saw them up close.
Three identical little faces.
Three pairs of curious eyes.
Three lives he had missed.
“Yes,” he whispered.
“I am.”
The boy smiled shyly.
“I knew it.”
Daniel blinked.
“You did?”
“You look like us,” the boy said matter-of-factly.
Daniel laughed softly through the emotion tightening his throat.
Emma looked overwhelmed.
“You don’t have to say that,” she murmured.
“I’m not saying it for show.”
Daniel stood and took off his coat.
He wrapped it gently around the smallest boy.
Then he looked at Emma.
“You’re not staying here another minute.”
Emma hesitated.
“Daniel, we can’t just—”
“Yes, we can.”
He pulled out his phone.
Within minutes, his car returned.
His assistant stepped out, confused.
“Sir?”
Daniel turned to her calmly.
“Cancel my meetings.”
“All of them?”
“All of them.”
He opened the car door.
Emma and the boys stood frozen.
“Come on,” he said gently.
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