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“Ms. Kemp,” he says, standing up to greet me. “Welcome back, I have the results here. We just need to wait for the others to join us.”

I swallow hard, my throat feeling tight. I nod, too nervous to speak but wondering why the nurse didn’t just bring us all in together. Maybe it’s protocol, or maybe she could sense I needed a minute to myself. I glance around, taking in the sterile walls and the medical equipment scattered around the room. It’s all so clinical and impersonal, making the whole situation feel even more overwhelming.

The door opens and the boys traipse in, their faces a mix of anxiety and anticipation. We all exchange a nervous look before taking our seats.

Then we have to wait for their fathers to arrive. I wish there was some way to do this without them present, but it has to be so.

The air in the room feels heavy, each minute that passes by feels like an eternity. The boys shift in their seats, their nerves getting the best of them as well.

Finally, there’s a knock on the door and the nurse pokes her head in. “They’re here,” she says softly before stepping back out of the room.

My heart pounds in my chest as the door opens and the three men walk in. They all look tense, their faces set in hard lines. It’s clear that they’re just as nervous as we are about the results.

The doctor stands up and greets them before gesturing to the empty chairs. They sit down, each of us avoiding eye contact with one another. The silence in the room is deafening, each of us lost in our own thoughts and fears.

The doctor clears his throat and begins to speak. “So, the results are in. First, I’d like to say that we did a thorough job with the testing and the results are conclusive.”

He pauses for a moment, giving us all a chance to brace ourselves before continuing. “Ms. Kemp, I am pleased to inform you that you are the biological mother of the child in question.”

My eyes tear up, my heart racing with relief and joy. I knew she was mine, but I was still anticipating The General finding a way to pull strings to make it seem otherwise.

The boys let out a collective sigh of relief, their tension breaking as they turn to look at me with wide eyes. I feel like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. I’m a mother, and no one can take that away from me. Now I just need to figure out how to get my baby back.

But the doctor’s words aren’t over yet. “However,” he continues, “there is something else you need to know. The test results also reveal that the father of the childisa match to one of you gentlemen here.”

My heart stops in my chest as I look around the room, my eyes locking with each of theirs in turn. The General looksgleeful. This moment is worse than anything I could have imagined. The tension in the room is palpable as we all sit there, waiting for the doctor to speak.

“The father is...Mr Abbot,” the doctor says, his voice ringing in my ears. “Axel Abbot…Junior.”

I feel like the ground has dropped out from under me. My stomach bottoms out. The room spins.

Axel’s face is a picture of shock and disbelief, his mouth moving wordlessly as he tries to process the information. Kaiden looks like he’s been punched in the gut, his features twisted in a mixture of hurt and disbelief. Axel’s father, on the other hand, is beaming with delight, his arms folded across his chest as he surveys the scene with smug satisfaction.

I can’t even bring myself to look at The General, but I can hear him blustering, demanding a retest.

I can’t believe it. I had hoped against hope that the father would be someone else, someone who wasn’t tied up in this whole mess. One of their fucked up friends they like to share me with. And yet, here we are.

Axel, one of the three boys who hurt me the most, is the father of my child.

I feel sick to my stomach, the nausea that had been churning inside me earlier returning with a vengeance. I can’t bring myself to look at Axel, can’t bear to see the expression on his face. Instead, I focus on the doctor, waiting for him to say something, anything to break the tension in the room.

“I understand that this news may be difficult for all of you,” the doctor says, his voice calm and professional. “But it’s important to remember that the most important thing here is the well-being of the child. Ms. Kemp, I recommend that you begin to think about your options moving forward. Perhaps family counselling or therapy could help you all work through this situation.”

I nod numbly, my mind spinning with the implications of this news. How can I stay with Axel and Kaiden now? How can I share custody of my child with a man who has hurt me so badly?

The General’s voice snaps me out of my thoughts. “We’ll need to do another test,” he says, his eyes flashing with anger. “This one must be a mistake.”

But the doctor shakes his head. “I assure you, the results are conclusive. We can do another test if you’d like, but it will only confirm what we already know.”

“There’s no need,” Axel’s father says, getting to his feet with a wide grin. “Congratulations, son.” He shakes Axel’s hand, which is highly fucking inappropriate if you ask me. He may as well have said congratulations on being a rapist.

“I—” Axel looks so shell-shocked he can’t even form words. It would be comical if it wasn’t such a shit show.

“This is exactly as it was meant to be,” his father tells him.

What does that mean?

The General lets out a frustrated growl, and I can tell that he’s not going to let this go easily. But for now, the meeting is adjourned, and we all file out of the room in silence.

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