He had died in a car accident.

Suddenly, an older woman with a baby blocked her path.

Nancy’s heart wasn’t ready when the woman, Amanda, revealed the baby in her arms was Patrick’s child.

No, it can’t be! Patrick was a loving husband. He would never do this to me!

Nancy drove home with the baby, took Patrick’s hair strands from his hairbrush, and went to a hospital.

“Hello, I’d like to get a paternity test done,” she told the receptionist at the counter.

“OK, ma’am. Normally, it takes a few days to get the results,” the woman said.

“Can it be done quicker?” Nancy asked. “I’ll pay extra.”

“Well, we do have expedited service.

“I’ll take it,” Nancy replied. .

The woman handed her an envelope and walked away.

“This is the truth, and I’ll have to accept it whether I like it or not,” Nancy thought as she opened the results.

Her head seemed to spin when she read the words, “Paternity rate – 99%.

The door opened with a creak, and Nancy’s eyes widened when Amanda stepped out.

“You?” Nancy asked.

“How…how did you find me?” Amanda stuttered.

“I was trying to find my husband’s…” Nancy paused. “His other woman. I wanted to return her baby.”

“The woman who lived next door… died a few days ago. She had a heart attack when she learned about your husband’s accident. Emma is no more.