Two weeks later, the results proved Alex was Sarah’s father. But instead of apologizing, he only said the test had been “hard for him too.” When I told him about his mother’s threats, he seemed surprised. Soon after, he begged for another chance, and for Sarah’s sake, I agreed.
But something felt wrong. “Alex seemed disappointed the test cleared me.” One night, I checked his phone and found messages to a colleague saying he’d leave me for her.
That betrayal cut deeper than his accusations. I took screenshots, called a lawyer, and left before he came home.
With proof of his infidelity, I won the house, car, and child support. Sarah and I began a new life, free from suspicion, lies, and cruelty — one built instead on trust, peace, and unconditional love.
