I finally got to meet my son’s newborn—then a nurse leaned in and whispered, “That’s not the baby he left with.”

I stood there frozen.

At first, I told myself she had mixed Daniel up with another father. It was a maternity ward. People were exhausted.

Mistakes happened.

But when I went back into the room and looked at my son, something in me shifted.

He smiled too quickly when he saw me. Nora glanced at his face before she asked, “Everything okay?”