BRANDON
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For a split second, she was shocked, but she was quick to glare at me again. “And so what?” She snatched the paper from my hand and ripped it into pieces.
I was shocked. She was no longer denying it. She was dismissing me. For some reason, she was also angry at me for finding out. “Tearing it into pieces isn’t going to change the fact that those kids carry my DNA, Gianna.” I was just as angry. When the report tests came out, I was stunned. While I had suspicions, I had refused to believe that Gianna kept me away from my children for five whole years. I was so tempted to call her but I knew she wouldn’t answer. I wanted to visit her, but I didn’t want to create a scene at her home, especially in front of the kids. Our kids.
“And you finding out isn’t going to change anything
