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That was the cut that went deepest. I had loved him with every fiber of my being. I had endured his mother\u2019s coldness, her dismissals, her silent judgments, all for him. And now, in the face of her baseless suspicion, he wavered.<\/p>\n
My voice, when I found it, was steady. \u201cYou\u2019re not seriously listening to this, are you?\u201d<\/p>\n
He didn\u2019t answer.<\/p>\n
\u201cI just want to protect my son,\u201d Vivien said, turning her icy gaze on me. \u201cIf you have nothing to hide, then you won\u2019t have a problem with a paternity test.\u201d<\/p>\n
It was a challenge, not a request. I looked down at Luna, sleeping peacefully, oblivious to the storm raging around her tiny bassinet. And in that moment, something inside me solidified. The part of me that had spent years trying to please Vivien, to win her approval, simply died. It was replaced by a cold, clear resolve.<\/p>\n