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The breath | didn't know I'd been holding finally escapes my lungs. The paper slips from my fingers, fluttering
softly to the floor, but | don't reach for it.
| can't move.
I'm frozen in place, staring blankly. As a wave of emotions crashes overwith such force, it nearly knocks the
air from my chest as | read the results over and
over again.
Paternity Results;
Athena Dawson and Rayen King:
99.9% Match.
Rayen is mine.
He's mine.
My baby didn't die. He didn't die that day in the hospital like they told me.
| wasn't crazy.
| didn't imagine his little fingers curling around mine. The way | knew, deep in my soul, that he existed even
when no one believed me.
Tears burn my eyes, blurring the world around me, and I lift my trembling hand to cover my mouth.
A choked sob escapes before | can stop it. Zayan is suddenly besideagain, his arm wrapping around my
shoulders, anchoringbefore | drown in the storm.
"If I say | suspected it before | saw his birthmark, then | must be a liar, Zayan. My baby was right at the tip of my
fingers and I... l........ I...”
Hot fast tears roll down my cheeks as Zayan wraps his hands around me. He holdswhile | cry my eyes out.
"I'm such a terrible mother!" | sob as he rubs circles around my back.
"You're the best mum Ry will ever have. Leah is such a bitch and if you want to
burry her six feet under, I'll help you carry the body."
Despite the chaos in my chest, | let out a laugh.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"You're sick!"
God I'm so happy!
Relief floods through me, bitter and sweet.
But it's followed by rage.
Pure, searing rage.
Because someone took him from me. Madebelieve | was crazy. Madebelieve | was a murderer. | spent
years hating myself, grieving a child I thought I killed.
Hell, | wasn't even allowed to fucking grieve because | "Killed my child!"
Yet all this time, he was alive.
All this time... Leah had him.
The tears stop.
The relief is swallowed by fury.
And then the next nburns into my mind like fire licking at gasoline.
Alex.
| will never forgive him for not believingwhen | told him | wouldn't do such a thing. My heart boils in hatred
because all this happened because of that girl's obsession with him!
He lookedin the eye countless
Unfit to be called a mother
named another child the atimes and calledanet
Oooo
we
planned together.
| wonder what he'll look like when he realizes the mighty Alex, Mr. Know it all was played for a fool!
Just then, the door opens and we both shoot our gaze to the door.
"Am | interrupting something?" lan's voice reaches my ears as he glares at Zayan.
| realize the source of that glare is the way he's holding me.
| shoot to my feet, to create sspace when his eyes scan the room and land on the results.
"No You're not. | just needed a moment." | respond to his earlier question and grab the envelope to cover the
results.
If he's seen, he doesn't show it.
He instead places his hands in his coat as he says,
"Stop hugging in the office. It's unprofessional and valid enough to send one of you abroad!"
| know lann is Alex's best friend so where his loyalty lies is no surprise.
Before | can even open my mouth, Zayan leans back casually in his chair, one arm draping lazily over the rest.
"Next tshe needs comforting, I'll make
sure to do it somewhere less
unprofessional," he says, his tone
light but the sarcasm so
loud.
My lips twitch despite everything, and lan's nostrils flare ever so slightly.
lan ignores him, but | don't miss the tightening of his jaw before he turns to face
me,
"I need to talk to you." Then he turns on his heel and walks out.
"If it was up to him, you would have been gone." | turn to Zayan who chuckles with
a shrug.
"Good thing I'm well connected then."
"Yeah." | fall back in the couch as my eyes fall on the results laying under the envelope.
How do | get my son back?
"So, what's next?" Zayan pullsback to the present.
| lean forward, threading fingers together as an idea strikes me.
"Do you have strusted men | can ask a favour from?"
"What kind of favour?"
"I need the results delivered to Alex, tonight. But | want them given to him and no
one else."
"No need for favors. | have people who work for me. | can ask them to do that."
"Thank you for doing this."
| reach for the results again, this tplacing them back into the envelope carefully.
It feels heavier now. Not just a sheet
of paper, but a weapor One Aa Will
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"Are you not afraid he'll react differently?" Zayan asks and | shake my head.
I've never understood Alex, he's not
the type of man you can understand.
I don't know how he'll react but one
thing I'm sure of is that hell will sit back and take lessons.
"How are you so sure?"
| look up to face Zayan, a shiver
running down my packust om
rememberinghow ruthless Alex is.
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