Daniel thought his life was perfect—loving wife Nadine, newborn daughter Brittany, and a family baptism to celebrate it all. But when the priest, Father Gabriel, holds Brittany, he freezes. “This is impossible,” he whispers. “This child… she’s my brother’s.”

Daniel’s world shatters. Father Gabriel explains that he and his brother Matthew share a distinct birthmark, and Brittany has the same one. Stunned, Daniel turns to Nadine, but she’s already running, leaving him with more questions than answers.

Back home, Nadine packs frantically. “Is Brittany not mine?” Daniel demands, his voice breaking. Nadine admits to a mistake—she was lonely, and it was with Matthew. She never meant to hurt him, but now everything feels like a lie.

Devastated, Daniel watches as Nadine leaves, taking the life they built with her. He goes upstairs to Brittany’s crib, tears streaming down his face. Father Gabriel’s words echo in his mind: She’s my brother’s. But as he looks at Brittany, his heart aches. She might not be his blood, but she’s his daughter.

Love, Daniel realizes, isn’t about biology. It’s about showing up. He cradles Brittany in his arms. “You’re mine,” he whispers, determined to be the father she needs.

This was his path, and he would see it through.