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Chapter 7: The Results No One Wanted

Author: Sire Bliss
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-15 14:14:04

The email arrived exactly seventy-two hours after they drew my blood.

I was in the bedroom, the one that used to be ours before Adrian moved his things out. The one that now felt like a prison cell with expensive wallpaper.

My phone chimed. Manhattan General Hospital. Subject: Paternity Test Results.

My hands shook so badly I almost dropped the phone.

This was it. Proof. Vindication. The moment they’d all have to admit they were wrong about me.

I opened the email. Scanned the medical jargon. Found the only line that mattered:

*Probability of paternity: 99.99%*

Adrian Moore was the father. No question. No doubt. Scientific, irrefutable fact.

I took a screenshot. Forwarded the email to Adrian, to Margaret, just like I’d listed them to receive it automatically. Then I sat there, waiting for something. An apology. An acknowledgment. Anything.

My phone stayed silent.

Ten minutes passed. Then twenty. Then an hour.

Nothing.

I couldn’t stay in that room anymore. Couldn’t sit there staring at
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