When Emily and Damon discover their boys are identical, their blind date takes an unexpected turn.

In a desperate attempt to solve this enigma, Damon chooses to speak with his unstable ex-wife. Emily, in the meantime, comes into a letter that holds a secret that has the potential to ruin her life.

Emily hurried into an Italian restaurant for her blind date with Damon, wearing a clown wig that was colored like rainbows.

After meeting online, Emily and Damon agreed to go on an archaic blind date: Emily would wear a wig, and he would wear a paper hat.

She saw Damon in the restaurant, standing in a corner, their eyes meeting as she got closer. “Emily!” Rising from his chair, Damon greeted her.

After a pleasant and consoling first exchange, Emily was overjoyed to finally meet him. They felt a natural connection as they joked about Emily’s hairdo and got into a casual discussion.

After a while, the topic of their boys came up, and Damon showed Emily a picture of his son next to an abstract painting. The boy looked much like Emily’s son Bradley, which startled her.

Confused, she questioned, “Is this some kind of joke?”

Damon withdrew his phone. “What are you trying to say? In addition to being an excellent painter, my son enjoys painting.”

But… I’m not sure I get it. Did you also adopt your child? You never stated that.” Asking Emily.

“I didn’t.” Damon scowled. “Emma, you’re saying some very strange stuff. Is everything in order?

Taking out her phone, Emily showed Damon a picture of Bradley sporting his soccer kit. Now both grownups were confused.

“Our boys resemble each other like long-lost twins—mirror faces! How is that even possible?” Emily uttered a surprised word. “Wait, my son’s 14, and yours?”

“14. When’s your son’s birthday?” Asking Damon.

Identical to Jordan,” Damon muttered, lost in concentration. “It can’t be… she never mentioned twins.”

“Do you know something about this, Damon?” Emily persisted, feeling his pain.

No, but my former spouse might. If we had twins, only she would be aware of it. Damon apologized, but he had to go quickly to look for information.

Emily, by herself, thought about how her late husband Jack had managed Bradley’s adoption. She questioned Jack’s knowledge of a twin.

Just before Emily was discharged from the center where she had been recovering from knee surgery, Jack had received a call saying there was a baby up for adoption.

When Emily did get home, Jack and a baby boy wrapped in a dinosaur blanket were waiting for her at the entrance. The infant in her husband’s arms was the most beautiful human being she had ever seen, and her husband had been beaming from ear to ear.

Emily met Bradley as she got home, and he saw her discomfort.

“Mum, what’s wrong? Was there anything that Damon did to cause you harm? Should he do so—”

She forced a grin and said, “Everything’s fine, honey,” before running to her bedroom.

Emily looked everywhere for Bradley’s adoption documents, but she couldn’t find them. Her concern increased when she realized she’d never seen them as she’d thought Jack had handled things brilliantly.

Determined to find out, she changed into her house clothes and headed up to the attic. She moved toward a trunk containing Jack’s possessions in the dusty attic, hoping that the flickering light of her flashlight would reveal more information.