Lucas

Klaus’ words struck me like thunderclap, their damning meaning searing through my chest as I grappled the brutal implications.

“It’s true then?” I rasped through tongues suddenly turned to ash. “Keegan is his real father, his real blood against all propriety and reason?”

My oldest friend nodded grimly, clearly dismayed to bear this bitter tidings. “There can be no doubt now. All saw them emerge together from the clinic, emblazoned by the test results for any who cared to read hard truth plain on their faces. And the doctor was my friend so...” His eyes lowered uncomfortably.

I stumbled back a step, betrayed muscles barely supporting weight of revelations...