Brian entered the hospital with a mixture of determination and trepidation, clutching the carefully sealed envelope containing both hair samples. It felt surreal, almost like he was on the verge of uncovering a truth that had been hidden in plain sight all his life. His hand shook slightly as he made his way to the reception desk, where a nurse directed him to the lab.
Inside the hospital lab, Brian submitted the sample for DNA testing, hopeful that it would confirm or dispel Linda's unsettling claims about his parentage. He wanted clarity—something solid to hold onto amid the whirlwind of accusations and doubt. But unbeknownst to him, his every move had been shadowed.
