Damian
"He might be alive, our son, he might be alive." I said to Hayley whose eyes suddenly widened in shock.
"W..what? W...hat are you saying...?" She stammered as she rose from the bed to approach me.
From my pocket, I brandished the test results that Ethan had given me. My heart was beating fast now, and my entire body trembled with excitement as I handed it over to Hayley. Like Miranda had suspected, the baby was really ours, and these results were evident. Even though it might not be enough to really get our son back from Conrad, it was a good start.
Hayley stood still, confusion spread across her face as she reached for the paper in my hand. There was no surprise in seeing the confusion on her face. She probably had no idea what I was talking about, but it was crucial that she didn't know until now. The last thing we wanted was for her to wage war against Conrad without us having substantial evidence to prove that his son was not really his, but ours.
