" I'm sorry Claire....I wish I had better news but the boy is the same as his father....it's genetic so I did suspect that...", the doctor regretfully informed Dina about the boy's condition.
The further Dina listened the more agitated she got....
Suddenly, out of nowhere the view before her changed, she wasn't in the doctor's office anymore, she was now in a studio apartment which seemed to be 'Claire's home'..
She was currently playing with [John], Dina finally understood why 'Claire' had stolen the toys, it was to gift the child....her child.
John sat on her lap playing with a toy airplane, he pushed the airplane against air currents and piloted it all from outside, but the boy stopped playing when he noticed the tears flowing down his mother's face.
" What's wrong...mommy ?", the boy asked unaware of his mother's inner turmoil.
" I'm sorry....", she managed to sob out confusing the boy even more.
Dina embraced the boy tightly and kept on whispering,