Chapter 4 — The Boy with the Same Eyes
Chapter 4 — The Boy with the Same Eyes
A small hand tugged gently on his jacket.
The rich man looked down.
The little boy stared up at him without fear.
"Mister..."
The child tilted his head.
"Why are you crying?"
The question shattered whatever composure remained.
For the first time in years...
The rich man knelt in the mud.
Face to face with the little boy.
Their eyes met.
The villagers whispered.
"They look exactly alike..."
Same deep brown eyes.
Same small scar beside the eyebrow.
Even the crooked smile was identical.
The woman covered her mouth.
"I saw it the first moment your car stopped."
The rich man slowly reached toward the child's face.
His fingers froze only inches away.
The little boy smiled.
"You look like my uncle."
The woman closed her eyes.
"You don't know..."
May you like
She took a trembling breath.
"My daughter is your younger sister."
