Chapter 11 - DNA Test Results Shatter Everything I Believed
Before I could reach the bedroom door, an automated notification popped up on my laptop screen from the ancestry lab.
The expedited paternity test results I had submitted two days ago were finally ready for viewing.
My hands shook slightly as I clicked the PDF attachment, scrolling past the complex genetic markers down to the final verdict.
Probability of paternity for Maya: 99.9%.
The little girl hiding inside the wall wasn't a stranger’s child; she was my flesh and blood, born during a period of my life I couldn't even recall.
I stared at the computer screen in stunned silence, trying to piece together how Caroline could have hidden a pregnancy from me.
Memories of a strange, prolonged illness five years ago flashed through my mind—weeks where my coffee tasted bitter and my memory felt foggy.
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Caroline hadn't just hidden a child in the walls; she had drugged me to erase my memories of Maya’s birth.
The horrifying realization settled over me like a heavy lead blanket as footsteps echoed softly on the hardwood stairs outside.
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