What exactly was going on?
Who was this baby?
In the photo, the baby's face was so pale that as if she had no vital signs. Amber couldn't help clenching her fist and her eyes were full of shock and confusion.
The date was the day when she was four month and five days' old, but the baby in the photo was not her.
She hadn't seen the photos of herself in the first month or two after she was born but she had seen what she looked like after that.
When she was four months old, she didn't look like this at all!
The baby in the photo was definitely not her.
But in this album, all the dates written down the photos were consistent, so were the looks of the baby in different photos.
Let alone the first month, because you can't really tell the difference between babies in their first month.
From the second month onwards, the baby's appearance begins to differ.
And in the photos, the appearance of the four-month-and-five-day-old baby was similar to that of the two-month-old baby.
In conclusion, this was not an album about how Amber had grown up, and the baby in the photo was not her from the beginning.
That was why she didn't feel a connection to this baby.
But why, the birth date of this baby was the same as hers?
Amber bit her lower lip, feeling confused.
Just then, someone knocked on the door of the study.
Amber looked up and saw Cole standing outside the study, smiling at her, "Haven't you found the notes yet? I have already made the beds."
"I have found it." Amber rubbed her brows and replied.
Cole blinked, "Then why didn't you come out? You don't look very well, what happened?"
He walked in.
Amber pursed her lips and replied, "I found an album."
"Then what?"
She squeezed the palm of her hand, "I thought the baby on the album was me, but in the end, it was not."
"What do you mean?" Cole didn't understand.
Amber stood up, closed the album, opened it again, looked at the newborn baby in the photo, and asked him, "Do you think this is me?"
Cole looked at it, then nodded, "Yes, there's your birth date below."
Amber said, "Yes, because of this date, I thought the baby was me, but turns out it's not."
"What?" Cole looked at the album page by page.
When he saw the photos of the baby's first month, the expression on his face didn't change much, but when he turned to the second month, his brows furrowed, and then he turned the pages quicker and quicker.
Seeing his actions, Amber knew that he clearly noticed the problem. She took a deep breath and asked, "Do you still think this baby is me?"
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