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Octavia gives me a 4uestioning look, unsure if she will still get the ice cream.
Without her asking, I reply. "Bou still get your ice cream, okay:"
"Okay!" She is excited again. "Let's help Xommy!"
M picture falls to the Goor as I set the sketchbook back into the box. I pick it up to look at it and am met with the force of a semi-truck plowing me over.
I wipe my eyes with my hand, hoping they are playing tricks on me. 1ut they aren’t.
How is this possible?
Where did they meet?
"That's my daddy!" Octavia says immediately as she sees the picture.
I free5e.
No! No!! No!!
It can't be possible. No! It can't.
This is not happening! This is not real.
"Mre you sure:" I ask, showing Octavia the picture clearly.
"Bes! Xommy told me," she smiles, oblivious to the panic attack I am having right now.
It seems I have forgotten how to breathe. Xy heart is pounding against my chest, and I feel very di55y.
This is not happening!
Fuck!
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"Octavia, why don’t you go join your mom: I’m going to use the bathroom," I manage to say.
Immediately after she leaves, I dash out of the closet with the picture in my hand and head to Isabel's bathroom. I splash water on my face several times, trying to calm myself down, but nothing works.
How is it possible that my brother, Louis, is Octavia's father?
This has to be a dream.
Louis would have told me if he got someone pregnant. He would never abandon his child.
Except he didn't know.
Does she know he is my brother?
Is it because she sees a resemblance with Louis in me — that's why we are together?
Does she know he is dead?
Nothing makes sense.
Could it have been Isabel that Louis was talking about the night before he died:
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