“What?” I ask, grabbing the photo and looking down at it. I don’t see anything wrong with the photo at all, it is just a photo of my mother with me, and some man whom I don’t recognize. I must admit, the resemblance between him, and me is uncanny, with his blonde hair and blue eyes we even have the same nose and lips.
Josiah shakes his head, “Do you know this man?” He asks, pointing at the photo.
I shake my head and Tobias walks over, peering over my shoulder and looking at the photo. I hear him growl and I look over my shoulder at him. His eyes are narrowed and have turned to pitch-black orbs. Caroline walks over and takes the photo from my hand, wanting to see what they are so bothered by.
She drops the photo, her hands go to her mouth. “It can’t be him,” she whispers.
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