Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

Chapter 116

ATHENA

The breath I didn't know I'd been holding finally escapes my lungs. The paper slips from my fingers, fluttering softly to the floor, but I don't reach for it.

I can't move.

I'm frozen in place, staring blankly. As a wave of emotions crashes over me with such force, it nearly knocks the air from my chest as I read the results over and

over again.

Paternity Results;

Athena Dawson and Rayen King:

99.9% Match.

Rayen is mine.

He's mine.

My baby didn't die. He didn't die that day in the hospital like they told me.

I wasn't crazy.

I didn't imagine his little fingers curling around mine. The way I knew, deep in my soul, that he existed even when no one believed me.

Tears burn my eyes, blurring the world around me, and I lift my trembling hand to cover my mouth.

A choked sob escapes before I can stop it. Zayan is suddenly beside me again, his arm wrapping around my shoulders, anchoring me before I drown in the storm.

"If I say I suspected it before I saw his birthmark, then I must be a liar, Zayan. My baby was right at the tip of my fingers and I.... I........ I.....”

Hot fast tears roll down my cheeks as Zayan wraps his hands around me. He holds me while I cry my eyes out.

"I'm such a terrible mother!" I sob as he rubs circles around my back.

"You're the best mum Ry will ever have. Leah is such a bitch and if you want to

burry her six feet under, I'll help you carry the body."

Despite the chaos in my chest, I let out a laugh.

"You're sick!"

God I'm so happy!

through me,

it's followed by

Pure, searing rage.

took him from me. Made me believe I was crazy. Made me believe I was a murderer. I spent years

allowed to fucking grieve because I

this time, he was

this time...

The tears stop.

relief is

burns into my

Alex.

I wouldn't do such a thing. My heart boils in hatred because all

me in the eye

to be called a

annet times and

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we

planned together.

like when he realizes the mighty

we

reaches my ears

that glare is the

create some space when his eyes scan the

respond to his earlier

he's seen, he doesn't

instead places his hands in his coat

the office. It's unprofessional and valid enough to send one

friend so where his

can even open my mouth, Zayan leans back casually in his chair, one arm draping lazily over

time she needs

to do

he says, his

the

loud.

everything, and lan's nostrils

don't miss the tightening of his jaw

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