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Were you mine? Pieces of puzzles
Author's POV" Brother! "Phill pulled Percy into the dimly lit cabin, the musty scent of old wood filling the air. He hugged Percy tightly, a mix of emotions swirling within him." Whoah! What's up? " Phill rarely called him brother and he was definitely not someone who easily showed his emotions. "Nothing! I wanted to show you what I found out. About Jake... and us." "What about it? What did you find out?" Percy asked nonchalantly. "Jake and I... we might be brothers." Phill answered after taking in a deep breath. "What?! How is that even possible?" Percy looked stunned. Phill handed the papers over to Percy." But that's not the entirety of the news. There is more. So much more. You need to sit down and listen carefully." Phill pulled a chair for Percy. "Greg found out. Jake and you were born in the same hospital, same day. There was some mix-up with the records. It's all here.It sheds some light but a lot remains shrouded in darkness. "Percy's eyes scanned the papers with g
Were you mine? The confrontation
Mercy crept through the shadows of the Rodger mansion, her heart pounding in her chest. It seemed like the old floorboards creaked under her feet as she tried to make her way to the library, where she could hear muffled voices. She knew that's the place they were at. She pressed herself against the door, her breath catching as she listened. Inside, Phill and Percy already had their father cornered.It seemed like they had been grilling him for some time already. His expression was flabbergasted and he looked flushed. "Father, you need to come clean. We know about the switch," Phill's voice was firm, demanding.Mr.Cole's face twisted in anger. "I don't know what you're talking about," he snapped, his eyes darting between his sons. Percy stepped forward, waving the papers in Mr. Cole's face. "Don't play dumb, Father or shall I call you Mr.Cole?We have proof. You switched me at birth! Why?" Mercy's heart ached. The pain in Percy's voice was too well defined. She couldn't even imagi
Were you mine? My Jake
Lea's POV I was prepared to completely lose Jake and was whimpering, my head over my knees though o could barely fit my belly between my head and my knees. It was getting too frustrating when a pair of hands hugged me from the back. I knew exactly who it was but didn't move because it felt so good.Too good. All I wanted to do was relish in that feeling. I was tired. Tired of crying, tired of worrying, tired of running, I could feel it. "Lea," Jake's voice was soft, filled with an emotion I couldn't quite understand. It was somewhere between grief, relief and agitation. I didn't respond. I couldn't. I just kept crying, the pain too overwhelming. Jake tightened his hold on me, resting his chin on my shoulder. "I'm back. Are you not even going to look at me?Do you hate me that much? " he murmured.I finally looked up, my vision blurred by tears. He smiled at me, a small, reassuring smile. "Lea, look at me." I did, but then my eyes darted to the door, expecting Rosa to walk bac
Were you mine? Snake
Going a little back in time (to the moment when Jake and Rosa had their confrontation in the Hospital corridor ) - Jake grabbed Rosa by the arm and pulled her out into the hospital corridor, his face was a mix of anger and frustration. "Rosa, what is this nonsense?" Rosa wrenched her arm free, glaring at him. "What the hell do you think you're doing, Jake? I'm pregnant with your child!" Jake took a deep breath, trying to keep his voice steady. "Rosa, we slept together once, a few days ago. There's no way that kid is mine. You need to get an abortion." Rosa's eyes widened with shock and fury. "Are you serious? You want me to get rid of our baby? You're out of your mind!" Jake's expression hardened.He wasn't having her nonsense."Listen, if you want to keep the baby, fine. But don't expect me to just take your word for it. Get a DNA test before you start pinning this on me." Rosa's face twisted into a sneer. She was clearly not expecting that reaction from Jake. "Oh, I see. You'r
Were you mine? Live
Mercy paused just before entering the hospital, turning slowly towards the throng of reporters. She removed her sunglasses with a flourish, revealing eyes that sparkled with confidence and mischief. The crowd hushed, hanging on her every move.They seemed spell bound,mesmerized. "Y'all got your equipment ready for a live stream?" she called out softly pretending to clap to grab their attention. But they were gawking at her. She knew that very well but she was the daughter of Elizabeth Rodgers after all. She had some drama I'm her blood. "Because I'm about to drop a bombshell that'll shock the entire nation. Hot gossip, straight from my household." The reporters erupted into a frenzy, scrambling to get the best spot. "Over here, Ma'am!" "What’s the scoop?" "We're live in three, two, one...!" Mercy’s smirk widened as she caught Rosa's eye. Rosa stood frozen.Reporters battled for position, shoving each other aside to set up their cameras and microphones. Tripods were hasti
Were you mine? Brother/ Sister
Back in Lea's ward, Jake was pacing the room impatiently. He was waiting for the nurse to come back with news about whether or not the exit at the back of the hospital was safe for him to leave. But Lea's nurse walked in, carrying a laptop instead. "Hey, got something you might want to see," the nurse said, placing the laptop on the table. "It's a live press conference with Mercy Rodgers."Jake raised an eyebrow. "Mercy? How do you know Mercy?" " She is the reason we were able to hold the press at the gate. She is a share holder in this hospital. We didn't expect her to drop all of a sudden. And now she is going live and she said she had some news and also mentioned your name. I thought you might want to check. " The nurse clicked on the video stream, and Mercy's face filled the screen. She sat confidently in front of the crowd of reporters,“Thank you all for coming,” Mercy began, her voice steady. “I have a statement to make regarding recent revelations about our family.”Lea squeeze
Were you mine? Together
Jake held his breath as he stepped out of the grand limousine. A gust of air swept across his face almost slapping him, trying to wake him up from his trance. The Rodger mansion felt very different this time. Jake noticed the servants bowing and greeting them as they entered. It felt awkward. But then he felt Mercy's hand on his back. " Keep going. It's a homecoming, brother. Don't think too much! ” Jake nodded as he took his step forward. His eyes found Phill and Percy standing side by side in the great hall. Then his eyes fell on Elizabeth Rodgers, who stood with her back turned towards them. As she slowly turned around, the entire hall seemed to hold its breath. Her eyes locked onto Jake’s, and she began to walk towards him with deliberate, measured steps. A scrutinizing expression crossed her face, and Jake instinctively took a step back as she came closer. His mind raced, uncertainty and anxiety gnawing at him. The air was charged with emotion that neither could express,
Were you mine? The Sully family
" Enough of your nonsense! ” Elizabeth stood up, slamming her own fists on the table, growling in response." Take your dirty a** out of my house. I am not going to tolerate any more harassment. ” " Harassment? You are the one harassing me, Lizzy! How dare you cut off all my cards at once. You blocked and froze all my accounts. I couldn't even pay for my drinks! ” Mr.Cole staggered forward. On cue from Elizabeth, male butlers jumped forward and held back Mr.Cole, restraining his arms. It only aggravated his violence and he jumped up and down as they held him back. " What are you doing, Elizabeth? I am your husband! " He shrieked on top of his voice. Jake stared at the man, in his exquisite suit, a boot that might have cost a fortune. He kept staring and wondering what difference was there between this man, supposedly his biological father who gave him away at birth, and the father he had grown up with, also a drunk head but with worn out slippers and tattered clothes. No that Ja
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