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Truth in the Dark

Penulis: Unhinged poet
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(Henry’s POV)

The envelope felt heavier than it should. Even as I tore it open, my fingers shook. The room was dim except for the single lamp on the desk, its glow creating long shadows like claws reaching across the floor.

“Read it,”I whispered to myself. “Get it over with.”

The paper inside shook in my hands. My chest stiffened as my eyes ran over the words.

“It’s… it’s not mine,” I breathed out. My voice cracked. The test was clear. The childGeorgia’s daughter wasn't mine.

I let the paper slip to the desk. A sour laugh left me but died halfway. The sound in the quiet room was like glass breaking.

“I wanted her to be mine,” I mumbled. “I wanted a piece of Georgia that no one could take away.”

I pressed my hands into my eyes, but it didn’t stop the burn. My mother’s lies, Mary’s betrayal, Georgia’s running it all crashed down at once.

A soft knock at the door made me lift my head. “Come in,” I said hoarsely.

The door opened slowly. Georgia’s daughter stood there.
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