Chapter 4: Gwen

Now Leo stared down at the kitchen table.

“I need you not to be mad at me.”

“Honey,” I said softly, “I’m not promising anything until I know what happened.”

He swallowed hard.

“I took one of those DNA tests.”

For a second, I just stared at him.

“You did what?”

“I know,” he rushed out. “I should’ve told you. I just wanted to find him. Or maybe someone connected to him. A cousin. An aunt. Anybody who could tell me why he left.”

The hurt came quickly, but not because Leo wanted answers.

Because he deserved them, and he had gone looking alone.

“Leo,” I said quietly.

“I wasn’t trying to hurt you.”

I twisted the dish towel between my fingers.

“Did you find him?”

His voice dropped.

“No, Mom.”

I nodded once, pretending that didn’t feel like a hand closing around my ribs.

“But I found his sister.” Continue Reading ⬇️