(Alex POV)

The DNA results sat on my kitchen table like a loaded gun. I'd ordered the test three days ago, using hair from Elena's brush and a coffee cup Tony had left at my office. Sarah didn't know about it. Neither did they.

But I had to know the truth.

My hands shook as I opened the envelope. Twenty-three years of lies were about to come crashing down, and I wasn't sure I was ready for the wreckage.

*Probability of Paternal Relationship: 99.7%*

The words blurred as tears filled my ...