One phone call nearly shattered everything. It was a regular Tuesday. Nick had stepped out for a run, his phone left buzzing on the kitchen counter. Curious, his wife glanced over, intending to ignore it—until she saw the caller ID: “Lincoln Elementary School.” Confused, she answered. “Hi! Just letting you know your daughter isn’t feeling well. Could someone come pick her up?” Her blood ran cold. They didn’t have a daughter. Panic set in like a tidal wave. Had he been living a double life?
Was there another family—another child? Her thoughts spiraled. She tried to stay calm, but the questions kept piling up. Nick returned from his run to find her pale and shaking, phone in hand. “Who’s your daughter, Nick?” His shock was genuine. “What? What are you talking about?” But the doubt lingered. So, a few days later,
