Chapter 8
The DNA test happened privately.
Daniel almost refused.
Then Robert told him the truth did not require permission forever.
That line came from Alicia, I later learned.
Good.
Two weeks later, Robert called again.
His voice was hollow.
“Daniel is not biologically mine.”
I sat on Nora’s guest bed with the phone pressed to my ear.
“I’m sorry.”
“So am I.”
“Does Daniel know?”
“Yes.”
“How is he?”
“Broken.”
I closed my eyes.
I had loved Daniel.
Some part of me still did.
Hearing that he was broken did not satisfy me.
It simply hurt in a new direction.
Robert continued.
“The biological father is likely Victor Lang.”
I froze.
“Who is that?”
“A fertility clinic donor coordinator from the old practice. Evelyn knew him.”
My stomach dropped.
“She had an affair?”
“Maybe. Or something else. We are still investigating.”
May you like
Something else.
That phrase carried a darkness I did not yet understand.
