ALLISON.
The air was thick with tension and I could almost hear the raging thoughts in their heads as they watched me trace the white envelope with my trembling fingers. Suddenly, the huge living room felt too small for the six of us.
“Allison, if you’re not ready to do this, we can do it later… or whenever you feel like it,” Wesley urged.
He probably noticed the obvious worry in my eyes. Well, I knew that the result of the DNA test would come up today. And I thought I had prepared myself for it but somehow, holding the envelope with my own hands made it seem too real.
Am I really ready for the truth?
I looked at each one of them: Wesley, Mason, Liam, River, and Daniel; all of them shared the same serious expression. What am I doing? It should not matter whether I was ready or not. Th
