A Stranger Inside My Womb
Language: en
The doctor slid the paperwork across the desk, his index finger tapping against the bottom line. "Joyce, the results of the baby's DNA test came back." He paused, the silence in the sterile room suddenly deafening. "They don't... they don't match your husband. They don't match Davis." My eyes dropped to the letters printed in stark black ink. Probability of Paternity: 0%. Excluded. Three years. Five rounds of IVF. Eighty-five thousand dollars out of pocket. Over a hundred needles plunging into my bruised stomach. And you're sitting here telling me this baby isn't his? I looked up at…