MABEL The paper slipped from my fingers, floating to the floor like a leaf. My legs gave out. I collapsed onto the carpet, my whole body shaking. "Mabel!" Bella rushed over. "What is it? What's wrong?" I couldn't speak. Couldn't breathe. Could only stare at the paper lying face-up on the floor. Probability of Maternity, 99.99% Conclusion, Cannot be excluded as biological mother. Bella grabbed the paper, her eyes scanning the text. "What is this? A DNA test?" She looked at me. "Whose DNA?" I opened my mouth but only a sob came out. "Mabel, talk to me…" "He's mine." The words came out broken, barely audible. "He's really mine." "Who's yours?" "Liam." I looked up at her through tears. "Liam is my son." Bella stared at me, the paper clutched in her hand, her expression shifting from confusion to shock to understanding. "Your son. The one you told me about. The one who was stolen from you." Her voice was barely a whisper. "Liam is…" "Mine." The word broke me completely. Fi
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