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Max

I sighed in exasperation as I pulled up beside the curb, close to the fence and glanced up at the familiar white building I was slowly getting accustomed to. I couldn't believe that I was about to do this. This was worse than a fucking nightmare.

How would he take it? Would he be offended? Would he be mad at me for not showing up all these years? But I hadn't a goddamn clue because his mother never informed me, and here I was still doubting the truth that was right in front of me.

I had the evidence. Enough of them; the DNA test, his features... everything. Yet, somehow it felt so strange. So sudden. I felt as though I was having a bad dream and any moment now Elaine would pinch my cheeks and tell me it wasn't true. That he wasn't mine, or hers, and we could go back to having hot sex sessions and weekend vacations.

I couldn't stop myself from loathing her so much. She had no right. No fucking right to keep something this huge from me for so many years. I didn't think I could ever