Carter P.O.V:
"Well? Did you get the result yet?" I ask anxiously, over the loud whirring of the broken air conditioner. Axel shakes his head and motions me towards the clock, telling me there is still time. I tap my foot impatiently, fixing my gaze on the clock, hoping time would go faster.
The light is dim and blue in this room, focused on Axel as he sits staring directly at the computer screen, on his desk across his lab.
"Any second now." He informs me, glancing at me, his brows furrowing after seeing my expression. I stand up from my seat and pace around the room, thinking about what will happen next. If the DNA matches Mother's, then what? I'm supposed to accept the fact that my mom was brutally buried in my childhood garden, when all my life I was told that she died in an acciden
