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Years after breaking up with Kael Reed, I ran into him on the streets of Amiston. He stared intently at my three-year-old son, Ethan. He said in a low voice, "He looks a lot like me." I lowered my gaze to avoid his eyes and gave a faint smile. I replied, "Maybe a little." He was quiet for a moment, then suddenly tightened his grip on my hand. "Is he my son?" he asked. I looked into his eyes, seeing the barely concealed hope there. I softly denied it. I explained, "No. "His father is Edward. "Nephews often resemble their uncles, right?"