Lily's Point of View

I got something new, something novel today. Questions, lots and lots of questions. But I'm going ahead of myself. I should start from the beginning.

It began like any other morning. Humming to himself, Aiden sat at the kitchen table and swung his legs while shoving cereal into his mouth. I was half-listening as I flipped through emails on my phone when he abruptly put down his spoon and said,

"Do I look like Daddy, Mom?"

My gut twisted at the question. He had the same black hair, the sharp jawline that was starting to form even at his young age, and those piercing Steele eyes,...