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The call ended, and Bryan's phone buzzed with a message. He opened them, his eyes widening in shock as he realized it was Eva who had sent the address they are going to meet. He squeezed his phone tightly, as if he might crush it, and bit his lower lip.

"How can this be?" he muttered to himself. "A set of twins... outside? Without my knowledge?"

He felt like he'd been punched in the gut. His mind raced with questions and emotions, his frustration boiling over. He dragged his fist across the table, struggling to contain his anger and disbelief.

"This is a nightmare," he thought. "How am I going to face Betty? How are we going to get through this?"

But he knew he had to find a way. He couldn't just sit there, feeling helpless. He needed to take action, to find a way to navigate this unexpected turn of events.

Bryan stumbled into his room, feeling utterly defeated, and collapsed onto his bed. He didn't even bother to pull back the covers or remove his shoes. He simply fell onto the matt