The room was heavy, thick with unsaid words and years of silent assumptions. Liam’s fists were clenched so tightly that his knuckles whitened, his eyes darting between his father, his mother, and Ethan, who now looked like a boy on the edge of breaking entirely.Mrs. Voss stepped forward, trembling slightly. Her voice was low, careful, almost apologetic, but the weight of her confession made it impossible to hide the tremor.“Ethan…” she began, swallowing hard. “I—I need to tell you the truth. All of this… it’s my fault.”Ethan’s eyes, red-rimmed, flicked toward her, suspicion, fear, and hope mingling.“What do you mean?” His voice was brittle, barely more than a whisper.She inhaled sharply. “Your father… isn’t your father.”The words landed like a blow. Silence fell first, thick and suffocating, before a sharp intake of breath from Liam broke it.“What… what did you say?” Liam's voice shook, a mixture of disbelief and rage threading through each syllable.Mrs. Voss swallowed again,
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