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Chapter 25

Author: Margaret Mark
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DNA Don’t Lie

They didn’t sleep. Couldn’t sleep.

Camille, her mother, and Vivian huddled in a rented beach shack miles from the villa. The storm that had been gathering finally broke, rain lashing the windows as if the heavens themselves were trying to wash away the sins of the past.

But no storm could cleanse the truth.

Julian’s father. Her mother. The dark tangle of their shared history.

And the sickening thought that maybe—just maybe—Julian’s obsession had been born not from love, but from some twisted desire to reclaim a piece of the past.

Camille sat on the floor, legs drawn up to her chest, heart racing as she stared out at the black sea.

She had to know the truth. Once and for all.

Vivian made the call. The next morning, a private doctor—trusted, discreet—came to the shack under the guise of a fishing guide. He drew samples, silent and professional, his eyes betraying nothing.

Camille swore she could hear her own pulse as the doctor left, promising results within the day.

And t
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