(Olivia)
The next morning, I woke up feeling sick to my stomach. I had barely slept, my mind consumed with one thing: the DNA test results. I was dreading the moment but knew I had to face it. I couldn’t go on without knowing the truth.
When I got to the office, I could barely keep myself together. My hands were shaking, and it felt like my heart was lodged in my throat. I couldn’t focus on my work, and it was only a matter of time before Derek noticed.
"You alright?" He asked, his voice soft but filled with concern.
I looked up from my computer, my fingers still trembling over the keyboard.
“I need a couple of hours off,” I whispered, avoiding his gaze.
“I have an appointment at the lab with Mr. Hargrove.” His brows furrowed slightly, and I could see the question in his eyes, but h
