DNA result

Adrian 

The envelope sat on my desk, taunting me as I stared back at it for the 100th time. A few days ago, I had been desperate for this moment, eager for answers. Now, I wasn’t so sure.  

I leaned back in my chair, staring at the small logo of the testing lab. It was absurd, really—this small package held the power to change everything. My hand hovered over it, hesitant. The truth had a funny way of unraveling the world as you knew it, and once it was out, there would be no taking it back.  

A knock on my office door snapped me out of my...