The baby girl had bright blue eyes that matched Daniel's own eyes perfectly.
She looked at Daniel with curious wonder and reached out one little hand.
Daniel took a slow step forward on the carpeted floor of the cabin.
Emily took a small step backward toward the main exit door of the jet.
Her face was pale and her lower lip trembled with overwhelming emotion.
She had never planned to see Daniel ever again after that painful morning.
Daniel slowly crouched down right in front of her to get closer.
He held the open velvet ring box low near his knee level.
Daniel: How old is she?
Emily: Twenty-two months.
Daniel did a fast mental calculation in his head as tears filled his eyes.
Twenty-two months ago was the exact month Emily had walked out on him.
He stared deeply into the little girl's cheerful and bright face again.
The resemblance was so strong that no rational man could ever deny it.
Daniel: When is her birthday, Emily?
Emily: Daniel, please do not do this to me right now.
Daniel: Answer me, Emily. I need to know the exact date right now.
Emily: Her birthday was on the fourteenth of October.
Daniel felt a sharp jolt go through his whole body at those words.
October fourteenth was exactly nine months after their very last night together.
He dropped to his knees on the carpet as the full truth hit him.
He was looking at his own biological daughter for the first time ever.
The baby girl giggled softly and pointed at the shiny diamond ring box.
Emily wiped a loose tear from her cheek as she looked down at him.
She knew that her long hidden secret was finally out in the open.