Make a DNA test

Arisha felt like she was drowning. The sight of Ivan holding Sisi, those blue eyes mirroring his own, was a truth she had fought to hide for so long. Her entire body shook, and she took a step forward, desperation clinging to her voice. “Ivan, you can’t—please, she’s my daughter.”

Ivan’s eyes flicked to Arisha, the pain in her voice slicing through him, but he held firm. “If she’s mine, then she’s my daughter, too.” The words were calm, but there was an intensity beneath them, a fierce determination that sent a shiver down Arisha’s spine. “I’m not leaving this question unanswered, not again.”

Henry, still standing by the door, seemed to snap out of his shock. He hesitated, glancing between the two, before finally nodding. “I’ll arrange the test immediately,” he said, his voice subdued. He turned and walked away, disappearing down the hall as the tension in the room grew thicker.

Arisha’s hands dropped to her sides, defeated, her shoulders slumping as she watched Ivan cradle Sisi. She