Emma’s POV
Present Day
The hospital room was eerily silent. The air, thick with tension, made it hard to breathe. My hands trembled as I clutched the DNA test results, my heart slamming against my ribs.
This couldn’t be real, it couldn’t be.
I lifted my gaze slowly, my eyes shifting between the two men standing before me, Jeff and Sam.
Jeff’s face was unreadable, his brows furrowed as if he was trying to make sense of what he was seeing, his hands were shoved into his pockets, his jaw tight.
Sam, on the other hand, was furious. His nostrils flared, his fists clenched at his sides, his entire body radiated anger and betrayal, and his dark eyes burned with rage as he glared at me.
“What the hell is this Emma?” Sam’s voice was low, dangerous.
I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing ca
