Emily's expression was grave. "Jake, I've been investigating Rachel's death. I found something shocking."
Jake's heart raced. "What is it?"
Emily hesitated. "Rachel was pregnant when she died. And the father...wasn't who anyone expected."
Samantha's gasp echoed through the room.
Jake's mind reeled. "Who was it?"
Emily's voice barely above a whisper. "Your father, Jake. Rachel was carrying your father's child."
Jake's world imploded. His father's secrets, his own guilt, and now this...
Samantha's arms enveloped him. "Jake, we'll get through this."
But Jake felt lost, consumed by darkness.
Just then, the doorbell rang. It was the police.
"Jake, we need to talk," the officer said, his expression grim.
Jake's heart sank. What now?