Bending his finger, Jeremy was about to pull his hand back when the decisive words of Ava and Daniel echoed in his head.

‘She is Maddie!

‘I refuse to believe that there are two people in this world who would like so alike!’

How could they be so sure? Unless it was because they saw some sort of identifying mark?

Identifying mark?

Jeremy was reminded of the mole above Madeline’s left chest.

Jeremy remembered how Vera’s grip on the towel had tightened when she walked out of the bathroom the time she had stayed the night for Jackson.

Had she perhaps done so not out of embarrassment but out of fear of him realizing something?

Jeremy’s heart rate sped up at the thought. Staring at Madeline who was still deeply asleep, one of his fingers fell on the button of her hospital gown.

The first, second, and third buttons were unclasped in quick succession.

Click. The ward door burst open when Jeremy’s hand was still on Madeline’s gown.

“What are you doing, Jeremy?” Felipe