Confusion morphed into a wave of panic. Family members exchanged frantic glances; whispers turned into a crescendo of questions. Who was this man? Where was my father? And how had this switch happened without anyone noticing?
My mother, regaining consciousness, looked around in a daze. Her eyes, wide with shock and disbelief, met mine. “What…what is this?” she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. I didn’t have answers, only more questions. Luna, who had been the only one to sense the deception, sat still now, her hackles slowly settling, her anxiety replaced by a quiet vigilance.
