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I Messed Up
Logan I was shocked to see Sophie at the park. Talk about meant to be. I am not sure what to think right now. I mean, come on? I was trying to give her space, clear my head to think of what I wanted to say when I finally saw her, and here she was! At the park- with a son? She has a son. And not just any son! It's the same kid I saw at the restaurant just hours ago. A lot is going through my head. Troy said the boy looked like me. But- if he's mine, then? No, no no no, it's impossible. Sophie would have told me if she was pregnant with my baby. Right? Man! That- that would be heaven. But, there's a fifty-fifty percent chance that kid could be someone else's. Fuck! I have to talk to her. I need to ask her what's going on. And why the hell would she call McKenzie my daughter? I walked ba
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