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CHAPTER 141: TANGLED TRUTHS

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last update 최신 업데이트: 2025-05-11 01:39:02

NATHAN'S POV

The silence in the car was deafening, even though Isla sat beside me, her fingers interlaced with mine. Cecilia sat in the backseat with Hope, who was humming to herself and playing with the zipper of her tiny pink jacket. There was something about the soft weight of Isla's hand that kept me grounded. Even though she hadn’t said much since we left the apartment that morning, her presence was enough—a quiet reassurance.

We had all agreed to take the DNA test. It was the right thing to do. The responsible thing. But as we pulled up to the clinic, I couldn’t shake the knot of anxiety in my gut. I parked the car and took a deep breath.

"You okay?" Isla asked softly, finally breaking the silence.

I nodded, but my throat was dry. "As okay as anyone who's about to confirm if they're a dad or not."

She gave me a small smile and squeezed my hand. "No matter what happens, we deal with it. Together."

I hoped she meant it. God, I needed her to mean it.

The test itself was quick. A ch
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