Noah Richards:-
I looked at the boy in shock who was holding his arms up towards Camille while crying his heart out. My heartache to see the boy crying, so I took a step towards him and extending my arms towards him. He looked at me for a few seconds with his same colored eyes like mine.
He stopped crying and came into my arms, and I cooed him. He placed his head on my chest, and I felt a hundred emotions building inside of me, and I felt a deep connection with this boy in my arms. I looked into his features with focus and froze because he looks just like me except for the hair color, which is blonde like his mother. The feelings I was having were out of this world.
"He's my son," I whispered in a low voice due to shock. Camille kept him secret from me. Anger started to rise in me, and
