A few minutes after I pressed the emergency bell, some nurses rush into the room and take Natasha to another room to attend to her.
"Is she getting on okay?" Sammy asks me. He doesn't look worried and I wonder why.
"Sure, she will be fine. Your mummy is a strong woman." I reply him. It's best if I tell him that everything will be alright with Natasha, even if I have not the slightest clue as to why she fainted. Or if she will be fine.
"That woman is not my—"
The door opens and George runs in. The smile that beams on his face on seeing his son in a recovery state somehow melts my heart.
He goes to sit beside him, "How are you doing my boy?"
Just then, I notice the striking resemblance between Grorge and Sammy. They don't just have the same emerald green eyes, their faces are also shaped the same way.
This leaves me wondering, if Sammy said he was adopted and Natasha isn't his real mother, why does he look a lot like George?
