Word spread through both families within days. The whispers followed us everywhere.
My own mother pulled me aside. “Belief isn’t proof,” she said gently. She wasn’t wrong.
So Corinne and I made a decision together. A full paternity test. Both boys.
Through a certified lab. The results came back twelve days later. 99. 99% probability of paternity.
For both of them. I was their father completely. But the report included something else.
A page neither of us had requested. An ancestry breakdown. Owen’s results matched exactly what we expected.
Malcolm’s showed something neither of us had ever once heard of in our entire family history.
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