At first, he laughed about it. A simple test, just to see where his family came from. When the results came in, he opened them without thinking twice. But something didn’t make sense. Names didn’t match. Connections were missing. Then he saw it—no match where there should’ve been one. He refreshed it. Checked again. Same result. According to the test… the man who raised him wasn’t his biological father. His hands started shaking. He didn’t want to believe it, so he brought it up at home, expecting a simple explanation. But the reaction said everything. Silence. Avoidance. Then the truth slowly came out. It wasn’t a mistake. It wasn’t a glitch. It was something that had been hidden for his entire life. The hardest part wasn’t just finding out the truth… it was realizing everyone else already knew.
