I Found A 23-Year-Old Paternity Test In My Dad’s Desk. What It Said Made Me Do This At The Will Reading

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For 23 years, I brushed off the coldness, the sideways comments, and the way he always kept me at arm’s length.

He made jokes at my expense, made sure I knew I didn’t quite fit in. Still, I held on, hoping things would change.

Then, while cleaning out his office, I found something he had hidden away, a yellowed piece of paper buried deep in a drawer.

It was a paternity test from the year I was born, with one word that changed everything I thought I knew.

And at the will reading, with everyone watching, I did something no one expected and all hell broke loose...

Confronting Jacob

After finding the paternity test, my head was spinning. I marched into Jacob's study, clutching the paper.

"Jacob, what's this about?" I asked, holding it up. His eyes flickered over the document without meeting mine.

"It's nothing, Kim," he muttered, turning back to his work as if dismissing a fly. But I wasn't so easily swatted away this time.

I backed away, more questions than answers rattling around my brain, unsure of his next move.

Dismissed Again

Jacob refused to engage, acting like I’d brought him a grocery list he had misplaced. "Kim, you're overthinking things.

Let it go," he said, his tone hardening, as he waved me off like a child. It felt like brick walls growing taller every time I tried to talk to him.

I left the room, the weight of his dismissal pressing down on my shoulders. I needed to talk to someone who could help me make sense of this.

Turning to Laura

Shaken, I grabbed my phone and called Laura. She picked up, and I spilled my discovery in a rush. "Laura, I found this ancient paternity test in Jacob's drawer.

I'm... I'm not sure what to do," I confessed, my voice faltering in the uncertainty. She listened, a surprised silence hanging between us.

"Kim," she finally said, "you need to be sure before you open this can. Jacob can be... well, you know." Her words were caution wrapped in concern.

A Word of Warning

Laura sounded worried, almost more than I expected. "Kim, you have to tread carefully. Jacob won't take this lightly," she said, painting the scene of a man more shadowy than even I envisioned.

Her advice was to weigh my next steps carefully, and as she cautioned me, I knew she was right. But deep down, the urge to uncover the truth was a pull I couldn't ignore.

I needed another perspective on the whole mess.