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"It looks it's about a baby who can't wait to be born, or… I don't know. It sounds weird when I say that. It looks cute though." "Let me see." She takes it out of my hand and begins reading through it. "Aw. This is really cute. Wait." She starts giggling and reading outloud. "He started moving down. At first he moved slowly but then he moved fast. What a great ride down the slide! It was fun!" "Why are you laughing?" "That was apparently Peanut's version of being born." "Really?" I take the book back and read through that page. "I'm gonna guess that's not the way his mom remembers it."

I corrected my dad and said, "Dad, it's Casper Ford now." Casper’s eyes opened wide with rage, and his spit almost hit my face as he yelled, "Shut up! I'm a Shaw! How could I be the one who was switched at birth? Dad, don't let Joan trick you!" Hannah stopped crying and hurried to speak to my dad. "There must be a mistake. I gave birth to a daughter, and the one who was switched was also a daughter. Mr. Casper is an outstanding young man, how could he be my son?"

"It looks it's about a baby who can't wait to be born, or… I don't know. It sounds weird when I say that. It looks cute though." "Let me see." She takes it out of my hand and begins reading through it. "Aw. This is really cute. Wait." She starts giggling and reading outloud. "He started moving down. At first he moved slowly but then he moved fast. What a great ride down the slide! It was fun!" "Why are you laughing?" "That was apparently Peanut's version of being born." "Really?" I take the book back and read through that page. "I'm gonna guess that's not the way his mom remembers it."

She took a few steps with difficulty, but the pain in her stomach made her double over and wail. I looked at her in amusement, and my lip curled disdainfully. "What does your pregnancy have to do with me? Did I force you to get pregnant?" She screamed in desperation, "It was you! I would never have ended up like this if it weren't for you! I was bound to—" However, she suddenly shut her mouth. The child switch system was a very mysterious thing. Even if she told everyone, they probably wouldn't believe her. She stopped shrieking at me and turned to Chase for help instead. "Chase, that bitch Callista did this to me. Teach her a lesson for me!"

It felt strange, how something so small could pull at me like that. We kept walking. Somewhere near the corner shelf, I stopped again — a thin book caught my eye. The First Year: A Guide for New Parents. I reached for it, running my thumb along the spine. Pages soft, edges new. I flipped through — pictures of fathers holding babies, smiling mothers, small notes on feeding and sleep routines. For the first time that day, something in my chest loosened. “You know,” the storekeeper said, glancing at the book, “most fathers come back for that one. They say it helps.”

On August, week before senior year. The book was published. "The Switch: A Story of Identity, Manipulation, and Freedom" By Aria and Sage Chen. Small press, limited run. But it was ours. Our story, our words, our ending. We did one interview on local newspaper. "What do you want readers to take away?" the journalist asked. Sage answered: "That you can survive manipulation. That you can rebuild." I added: "That second chances are real. If you choose them." "What about Victoria Ashford? Have you heard from her since publication?"

"And Sophia... you're not." I stared at the paper. Read it again….and again. This couldn't be real. Sophia laughed, sharply and bitter. "What kind of sick joke is this?" But Mr. Anders continued. "We believe the babies were switched at the hospital. When you were both born on the same day and at the same place. Somehow, you went home with the wrong families." Switched. Like…we were switched after birth or something? I looked up at him, at Mrs. Anders and at Dr. Chen.

Selena answered Jessica and my racing heart calmed down a bit. "Isabella is Alpha Callum's daughter!" "Wait what?" Jessica shouted, shocked. "How is that possible?" "We were switched at birth!" "That means.... you're the Beta's daughter?" Jessica asked and Selena nodded. "How did it happen?" Jessica asked the question that has been bothering me all this while. "I switched them a few hours after they were born," the Beta answered with a smirk, taking a sip from his glass. "And no one noticed?" "How would they notice? Both girls have identical birthmarks on their ears due to the royal blood running in their veins. It was so easy to switch them." The Beta answered and I could feel myself clutch

"You're doing a brain transplant? Did she agree to it herself?" He looked over at me. I shook my head as hard as I could. Jack's hand cracked across my face. I slammed into the metal cabinet, stars bursting before my eyes. Emma tried to smooth things over. "Of course she agrees. She's our own daughter. It's just that she was switched at birth. The one who's been living with us for over a decade is this one, my sweetheart. Naturally, my sweetheart is upset now that my daughter is back. We have to compensate her somehow."

A prize I'd won. But maybe that would change. Maybe once we were settled, once Alex was released on appeal, once we were a family—maybe then I'd feel something. "Of course she'll be loved," I lied. "She'll have everything she needs." I stood and carried the baby to the small bassinet I'd bought at a Walmart three towns over. I paid cash, wore a disguise, and was careful. No one could trace me. My phone buzzed. A text from an unknown number: Package delivered. Evidence placed. They believe the switch. -V