Dr. Rafael Cruz.
He picked up the medical chart and began reading while walking toward the bed.
Routine.
Professional.
Normal.
Until he looked down at the baby.
And froze.
His eyes widened.
The color drained slowly from his face.
“Doctor?” the nurse asked.
He didn’t answer.
His gaze was fixed on the newborn.
Then he stepped closer.
Slowly.
Almost cautiously.
Elena noticed the change instantly.
Her heart started racing.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
The doctor’s voice came out lower than before.
“Nothing is wrong with the baby.”
“But…”
He looked again at the child’s tiny face.
The same deep dimples.
The same sharp eyebrows.
The same unmistakable feature just above the right eyebrow—
A small star-shaped birthmark.
Dr. Cruz’s hand began to tremble.
He turned to Elena carefully.
“What did you say the father’s name was?”
Elena frowned slightly.
“Daniel Cruz.”
The doctor’s chest tightened.
“Daniel Cruz…” he repeated slowly.
Then he whispered something that made the nurse look up sharply.
“That’s my son.”
Silence swallowed the room.
