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His love and protection of his family had been a point of pride, and he always smiled when he thought of his success at those jobs.
When he held the birth certificate in his hands and knew the truth, his world fell around him, and the pride and joy in his heart faltered.
He’s back to face his past.
Watching her machine breathe for an hour, her face a mask of deep set sorrow and pain, her youth and sweetness and vibrancy are a distance memory. He wonders at his role in this.
Now he needs to find his sons.