My Husband’s DNA Test Proved He Wasn’t the Father—But My Own Results Revealed an Even Darker Truth

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Looking at the two of them, laughing side by side, I realized something profound.

Blood may define where you begin, but love defines where you belong.

Lucas would always be my son. And now, in some way, Evan was too.

We couldn’t change the past—but we could build a future filled with truth, forgiveness, and love.

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