Cora POV
Sitting on Gunner's lap was comforting, more than I would have thought possible; his warmth and soft, deep voice reached the ache inside me, soothing my broken heart after my father's call. I always knew he didn't see me as his daughter, but it hurt all the same.
An idea came to me.
I pulled out my phone and called Scrubs before I changed my mind.
"How are you doing, Cora?" Scrubs answered after the fourth ring, just before it went to the message bank.
"Surviving, can you do me a favour?"
"That depends." Scrubs sounded hesitant.
"Can you do a DNA test on my dad's and stepmother's blood, and do a test on it to see if my stepbrother was really my half-brother? I already have a DNA test underway to find out if my Dad is my biological Dad." I replied, I should have done this y
