I confronted her with the DNA results, expecting remorse. Instead, she shrugged it off, saying, “I needed to find myself.” Her indifference fueled my resolve. I took legal action to secure my parental rights. The court granted me full custody, acknowledging the decade of love and care I had provided.
Today, my son is thriving, a testament to love and resilience. Though the pain of betrayal lingers, it no longer defines us. We’ve created a life filled with love, hope, and endless possibilities.
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