Divorced With His Heir In My Belly
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"I know his walk. I know his build. That’s Tyler."
"Watch," Skye commanded.
She hit a final key. A grid of green code overlaid the video, scanning the pixels of 'Tyler’s' face. Slowly, like a digital skin being peeled back, the image began to distort. The jawline shifted. The height adjusted by a fraction of an inch. The grainy texture smoothed out, and as the "Tyler" mask dissolved, a different face emerged from the shadows of the digital playback.
I felt the world tilt on its axis. I grabbed the edge of the desk so hard my nails dug into the wood.