At least it looked that way.
Because the five adults crossing the stage shared features he knew well.
His grandfather’s eyes.
His mother’s smile.
His father’s jawline.
Traits impossible to miss.
Traits impossible to deny.
Daniel gripped a chair for support.
“No.”
His voice cracked.
“No…”
The years had hidden many things.
But genetics had not been one of them.
Then came the final blow.
The host began reading biographies.
Doctor.