“Lauren, you’re hurt. You’re seeing things because you’re angry.”
“Mom, it says ninety-nine percent.”
“Those tests can be wrong. Are you really going to destroy Oliver’s life because you’re furious with your sister?”
My own mother thought I had made it up to punish Natalie after the anniversary scandal.
The only person who believed me was my father.
He stared at the paper for a long time.
“The chin,” he whispered.
“I always said that boy had my chin.”
Then he took both of my hands.
For the first time in this entire story, someone believed me.
But that paper was not enough for a judge.
If I wanted the law to recognize the truth, I would have to sue my own sister.
And risk making Oliver hate me for taking away the only mother he had ever known.
Before filing the lawsuit, I went to see Natalie.
I wanted to hear the truth from her own mouth.
