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Amy.

I'm sorry.

Are you her father?

I'm her teacher.

Your wife sounds crazy.

No, I'm not!

She's my daughter!

- Joanna, I'm your mom...

- Amy, calm down.

I'm sorry.

It's just that 12 years ago,

we lost our daughter.

No...

And my wife thinks

that you're our daughter...

Joanna.

That's impossible.

My name is Ana.

Ana Bartolome.

I know Ana and the Bartolomes.

And I'm sure she's not

the child you're looking for!

No!

I can prove to you

that she is my daughter.

- Ana, wait!

- Joanna, our song!

The song, baby!

What... song?

The one I taught you

when you were young.

Do you remember?

Heaven, heaven,

heaven when I'm with you.

Darkness, darkness turns into night

Do you remember now,

my baby?

You're not my mother. I'm sorry.

Let's go.

Joanna... Joanna.

Let's go!

Joanna... she's my daughter.

That's Joanna!

Why wouldn't you believe me?!

I want to but this

is not the first time!

But this time I'm sure, Ariel!

That girl is Joanna!

And if she's not, then what?!

Isn't it enough that we

lost her once already?!

How many times are we

going to get heartbroken?!

How long are you

going to be in mourning?!

When will you allow

yourself to be happy?

When will you ever allow

this family to be happy?!

I'm sorry,

if I'm getting in the way

of your happiness!

And I'm sorry,

if I can't easily forget Joanna

just like all of you have!

And I'm so sorry, Ariel,

if I never stopped

loving my daughter!

I'll do everything

to have Joanna back!

So just because I chose to move on,

I didn't love Joanna?!

Just because I couldn't cry

in front of you, I wasn't hurting?!

Is that what you think?!

- Ana is amazing, isn't she?

- She is!

Help yourself.

Let's eat.

- Grab a plate!

- I will!

Don't be shy.

Help yourself. Eat as much as you

want. I cooked all of that.

Why so serious?

What's up?

I don't look like any of them.

Duh.

You don't have a twin.

You're the only one...

in my life...

in all our lives, I mean.

If I had a fish now,

I'd turn it into...

a flat iron.

A flat iron?

I'd use it on your face

to straighten out that frown!

There! Smile!

If losing my identity...

and my family

is the price of winning,

then how I wish

I'd just lost the race.

Ana.

Is that really my name?

Ana?

Dad, to be honest,

I don't want her to be my sister.

She beat me.

Dad, but if she really is Joanna,

if we can complete

our family again...

I'd let her win every time.

Dad, please.

Let's find Joanna for Mommy.

I'll go to bed now.

Go ahead Ma!

We'll take care of everything here.

Ana, the bucket is full already.

The councilor told me

he'll ask the mayor...

to give you a scholarship

to go to college in Manila.

If you study there,

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