Swapped at Birth
I grabbed a napkin and wiped Mia’s face like I’d done countless times.
Marissa’s attitude didn’t bother me. She was just an old woman stuck in her ways. Why waste my energy arguing with her?
“Hey, Daniel, don’t you think Mia looks nothing like me?” I said, looking at Mia.
Mia had darker skin, single eyelids, and thin lips. Meanwhile, Daniel and I both had double eyelids and fairer complexions.
For some reason, Claudia’s face popped into my mind.
“She looks more like Claudia than me, don’t you think?” I said absentmindedly.