Knoxville
I took a gulp of my white wine, the crisp liquid passing down my throat as I frowned, my mind reeling with the day's revelations. What had started off as a hopeful day had quickly turned to ash, leaving me feeling dazed and disoriented. I still couldn't believe that Gideon was my son. The words echoed in my mind, but they just couldn't register, no matter how many times I read the DNA results. Over and over and over again, the words danced on the page, taunting me with their truth.
I set the wine glass down, my eyes drifting out the window as I struggled to process this new reality. I had every intention of protecting and being there for Gideon now that I knew he was my son, but I couldn't help but wonder... why now? Why had fate chosen to reveal this truth to me at this momen
