Mistaken Identity

Alex POV

My mother went over to her bags and took out a large Ziploc bag. She opened it and spread it on the table in front of me and Kally. I let my eyes roamed on the pictures in front of me. Not believing what I was seeing. It was of Kally holding my father's hand entering a hotel, the time at the bottom of the page said 11:53 am and when I looked at the next it was 2:14 pm. I turned to look at Kally who was shaking her head. She turned to me and looked in my eyes.

"That's not me, Alex." She said. I founded myself releasing my hands from hers and moving away from her. After looking at those photos, I felt disgusted. I brought my head back to the pictures, there was one with her kissing my father. I swallowed. I just sat there looking at the pictures, not knowing what to do.

"Alex you have to behave me. That's not me." Kally pled. I didn't want to look at her. Damn, I didn't want her anywhere near me. She played me. She tricked me. All this time, I thought she really cared about me. She's just a gold-digger like the others. I was fooled by the color of her eyes, her smile, the way she cared. It was all an act, an act to get Henrique and I.

"Alex, please that's not me." she said again. I turned around to look at her. I knew my eyes were burning. I feel like an idiot to give my heart her and have her break it in pieces. "Alex, she's red-head, I have black hair."

"Dye can easily change that." My mother said. I saw Kally turned to her.

"Yes, I'm a natural red-head but I dyed my hair three years ago. You have to believe me, that's not me. I've never being to England. I never slept with your father. That's my sister Alliyah. Alex please believe me. Don't you trust me?" that got my attention.

can't believe I didn't pick it up before." I shake my head. Now it was obvious in the way she treated him, she would wake in the night to take care of him.

not me, I'd never abandon my child, that's not the kind of person I am. No matter how hard life was for me, I wouldn't never give away a child whom, I produced so you have to understand and believe me when I say that Henrique isn't my child. Please believe me." Her repetition of please made me want to reconsider but no, it was her. The detectives I've hired, has not found her yet

lying to me." I shouted and got up from beside her. I held my fist in a ball., if she wasn't a woman,, I'd probably hurt her already but my father taught me better. I stand up and went as far as I can

started to pant. Out of all the lies she could tell that one was the worst. She never

sleep with her," I said and

his head in shame and then

wasn't me." Kalliyah shouted across

lifted up his head and looked

turn to her crying face. All I felt was hatred and pity for her. She ruined

house," I

looked at