I was in the kitchen, finishing a simple cake that said “Congrats, Leo” in blue icing, when my son walked in looking completely shaken. Advertisement I knew instantly something was wrong. Advertisement Leo is usually calm, grounded. But that day, he looked pale, tense, like he’d just heard something he couldn’t process. Advertisement “Hey,” I said, trying to keep things light. “What happened?” He didn’t answer right away. “Mom… can you sit down?” That sentence alone told me this wasn’t small. I sat. He stayed quiet for a moment, then finally said: “I took a DNA test.” That hit harder...
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