DEVON’S POV

I had no idea what I was supposed to feel at that moment. I was lost and messed up at the same time. That kid was truly mine? Why didn’t I notice it in the first place? Why did I only have to grow suspicious when everyone was already talking about it?

The child looked so much like me that it wouldn’t take a genius to know that the child was mine but I was still stupidly oblivious to everything and was living as if nothing ever happened. 

I looked at the ...