Nathan's POV
I stood in the doorway of my mother’s bedroom, the old medical records clutched in my fist like a weapon.
I had been rummaging through her old boxes for my birth certificate. I needed it for some personal verification. That was when I found these documents.
Helena, my mum, who has just clocked forty six this year looked up from her vanity, still in her silk robe, her dark hair cascading over her shoulders the same way it had in my childhood memories. But tonight, those memories tasted like ash. “Nathan? What’s wrong, honey?”
“Wrong?” My voice was ice-cold fury. I threw the papers onto her lap. “You aborted my little brother or sister. I just found out that you terminated a child in your belly! A child that could have been my sibling. All these while…You betrayed our blood
