Bryan's POV
I heard the doorbell ring while I was upstairs giving Emma and Antonio their bath, and I figured Alice would get it so, I didn't think much about it until I heard her scream my name.
"Bryan get down here, now," Alice yelled and something in her voice made my blood run cold.
I wrapped the twins in towels and carried them downstairs. When I reached the living room, I saw Alice standing by the door looking pale and a woman I hadn't seen in years holding a baby.
"Rebecca," I said and my stomach dropped because this couldn't be happening. "What are you doing here?"
"Hello Bryan," Rebecca said and she looked nervous. "Can I come in?"
"No," Alice said before I could answer. "Rebecca, you can explain whatever this is from right there on the porch."
"Alice this is important," Rebecca said. "Bryan this is your son."
