Crow found himself between the woman he loved and the son he believed he lost several years prior. His heart was torn directly down its center, but not for Marisol, but for his son-if he was indeed his offspring.
“You are lying…” Crow finally managed to speak through his shock as Marisol nodded in acceptance while her lips spoke the truth he feared had somehow remained upon his leaving her and never knowing the truth in firm certainty.
“I know it may be easiest to believe that...but I can take you to him if you do not believe me...When you see him, you will know that he is, indeed your son…” Crow froze for a moment before he looked to Genevieve, whose eyes were to the ground in devastation. She had always feared that Crow had made a life for himself away from her in the time they had b
