The room was silent as the siblings—Evelyn, Marcus, Nathan, and Rebecca—gathered around the table. The envelope felt heavy, not just with paper, but with years of whispered insults and doubts. Olivia stood nearby, her heart pounding, but her expression calm, a pillar of strength as she had always been.
Evelyn, the eldest, opened the envelope and began to read aloud. Her voice was steady, a testament to the determination each sibling shared. The results were conclusive: Jacob was indeed their father. The truth was irrefutable.
A wave of emotion crashed over them. Relief, vindication, and a long-overdue sense of justice filled the room. Olivia’s eyes shimmered with tears, not of sadness but of an unburdened heart finally free from the weight of false accusations. Her children, who had become her life’s greatest triumphs, stood together as a testament to her resilience and love.
