Chapter 4 Five Years Later Ryan paced the hospital waiting room, his heart pounding as he watched the doctors wheel Steve, his son, into the emergency room.
The boy had fallen ill suddenly, and the doctors grave expressions spoke volumes.
We need a blood donor, the doctor announced as he emerged, his gaze landing on Ryan.
Are you willing to donate? Yes, of course, Ryan said without hesitation.
He sat down as a nurse prepared him for the procedure.
Moments later, the doctor returned, his expression unreadable.
Mr.
Davis, well need to run a few preliminary tests to ensure compatibility, the doctor said, choosing his words carefully.
Ryan nodded, trying to shake off the creeping sense of unease as he watched the medical team disappear down the hallway.
The sterile scent of antiseptic filled the room, pressing down on him like a weight.

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Minutes stretched into an hour, each second dragging by with agonizing slowness.
Ryans eyes darted between the clock and the double doors, the rhythmic ticking a cruel reminder of how long hed been waiting.
Finally, the doctor returned, his face more serious than before.
Mr.
Davis, we need to speak privately, he said, motioning for Ryan to follow him into an adjacent room.
Ryans pulse quickened as he stepped into the small, sterile space.
Is Steve okay? he asked, his voice tight.
Hes stable for now, the doctor replied, folding his arms as he studied Ryans face.
However, we need to discuss some findings from the blood tests.
Ryan frowned, a wave of confusion washing over him.
What findings? The doctors gaze shifted momentarily before returning to Ryan.
Were still finalizing the results, but there are inconsistencies that need clarification.
Its important we understand if there are any family details that might be relevant.
Ryans jaw tightened.
I dont understand.
What does that mean? Before the doctor could respond, a nurse peeked in and whispered something into his ear.
The doctor nodded, his expression hardening as he turned back to Ryan.
You cant donate to Steve, the doctor announced suddenly, making Ryan looked up with a hardened expression.
What do you mean? Why cant I donate my blood? Where else do you want us to get… Im afraid the boy isnt yours.
He is not your son.
Ryan stopped talking, his eyebrow shooting up in shock.
What do you mean? Steve is my son.
He is Brendas and I…how can you… He already had a guess about what the doctor meant.
It meant Steve wasnt his son but Brenda had lied that he was.
He left his wife who he had been married to for three years when Brenda suddenly showed up to tell him she was pregnant with his child and it was going to be a boy.
He didnt doubt her.
A child was what he wanted so he got a divorce and took Brenda in as his wife.
Mr.
Davis, this might be difficult, but I need to askdo you have any other children? Ryans brows drew together in confusion.
No.
Steve is my only son, he said, though the words felt strange on his tongue.
The doctors eyes flickered with something unreadable.
What about the twins? His jaws clenched.
Twins? What twins? The news of Steve not being his son was enough blow.
It was enough embarrassment so he stood up to go when the doctor mentioned.
The twins from your first wife, Amelia? Ryans mouth dropped open, shock rendering him speechless.
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