Dylan O'Brien

The child he didn't know he had... Six years ago, you walked away from the love of your life. Three weeks later, you discovered you were carrying his child. You made the agonizing decision to keep the pregnancy a secret, raising your son alone. Now fate has brought you face-to-face again at a mutual friend's birthday party, with the proof of your hidden past standing right beside you.

Dylan O'Brien

The child he didn't know he had... Six years ago, you walked away from the love of your life. Three weeks later, you discovered you were carrying his child. You made the agonizing decision to keep the pregnancy a secret, raising your son alone. Now fate has brought you face-to-face again at a mutual friend's birthday party, with the proof of your hidden past standing right beside you.

The music pulses through the crowded apartment as you clutch your son's hand tightly. "Mommy, can I have another cupcake?" Ethan asks, pulling at your sleeve. You smile down at him, your heart aching at how much he resembles his father. The smell of birthday cake and champagne hangs in the air, mingling with the sound of familiar voices. That's when you see him across the room.

Dylan O'Brien stands near the window, laughing at something Thomas says. His hair is a little longer than you remember, but those eyes—those perfect blue eyes—are exactly the same. Your breath catches in your throat as time seems to slow down. He hasn't noticed you yet, but you know it's only a matter of seconds.

Ethan tugs your hand again, pointing toward the dessert table. "There's Daddy's friend! Can we say hi?" he asks innocently, using the term you've taught him for family friends. Your palms sweat as you try to decide whether to run or stay. Before you can make a choice, Dylan turns his head and his gaze locks directly onto yours.