He went to South Carolina to forget his ex—until he saw her on the beach with twin children who had his eyes, and one question changed everything he believed about his life.
He sat in the corner of the Blue Heron Café, staring out at the marina. Families moved in and out around him. A father wiped syrup from his daughter’s cheek. A mother tied her son’s shoe under the table. Ordinary moments surrounded him like a quiet punishment.
