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Chapter Sixty Three

Author: Vivah_writes
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-12 23:42:26

The day the DNA results arrived, Samara felt a mixture of dread and resolve. She'd prepared herself for every possible outcome, yet holding the envelope in her hands filled her with a nervous anticipation that made her chest tighten.

Damien sat beside her, his presence steady and comforting. He reached out, gently taking the envelope from her trembling fingers. “Whatever it says, we’ll get through this together,” he said softly.

Samara took a deep breath, nodded, as she slowly opened the envelope. Her eyes scanned the document, and then she looked up, meeting his gaze with an expression that spoke volumes before she even said the words.

“It’s you, Damien,” she said, his voice low but steady. “You're the father.”

The world seemed to shift around her, and for a moment, she could only stare, absorbing the weight of what this meant. The child she carried wasn’t Frederick’s; it was Damien’s. She searched Damien’s face for his reaction, and all she saw was a quiet acceptance, mingled with s
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