Chapter 952

Logan’s POV

My breathing slowed as the realization sank in, deeper and deeper, like an anchor being dropped into the ocean.

The boy’s hair.

The shape of his face.

His eyes.

It wasn’t just my imagination…he looked exactly like me when I was a kid.

I swallowed, my throat suddenly dry as a memory surfaced.

"That kid looks like you, Logan." Dani’s voice from earlier echoed in my head. We had been inside the car, just leaving the mall. 

He had said it so casually, laughing, but I had brushed it off.

I had laughed too.

But I wasn’t laughing now.

Because now, I couldn’t ignore the possibility that Dani might have been right.

That the little boy…Layla’s son…could be mine.

I exhaled sharply, shaking my head. No. No, that’s impossible.

I was just overthinking things.

Right?

The voice in my head told me I was being ridiculous. That I was looking for answers where there were non