Nancy stood at Patrick’s grave, numb and hollow a week after his death in a car accident. Memories of their life together haunted her—their laughter, his notes, his hand in hers. Life without him felt unbearable. As she prepared to leave, an elderly woman named Amanda appeared, holding a crying baby. She claimed the child belonged to Patrick, explaining the baby’s mother could no longer care for her. Nancy reacted with disbelief and anger, unwilling to accept the shocking news.

Walking away, Nancy nearly bumped into Mike, Patrick’s coworker, who offered quiet support. Returning to her car, Nancy found the baby inside—alone. A tiny birthmark on the infant made her question everything. Driven by a need for answers, Nancy grabbed Patrick’s hairbrush to arrange a paternity test. Hours later, the results confirmed Patrick was the father.

Overwhelmed, Nancy’s anger softened as she held the innocent child. Despite her grief and confusion, she resolved to uncover the truth. Searching Patrick’s belongings yielded nothing, but his car GPS revealed an unfamiliar address. Nancy’s heart raced. Maybe this was the key to the secrets Patrick had left behind.