My MIL Secretly DNA-Tested My Son – When I Found Out Why, It Exposed a Secret I Thought Was Buried Forever

William turned to me slowly. “Maria, what is she talking about?”

My throat closed. My hands were shaking.

Billy started to whine softly because he could feel the tension radiating from every adult in the room.

The woman’s voice rose, raw and desperate. “Your precious little wife… your perfect Maria… she took him. She took him after her baby died.”

“Stop,” I whispered.

But she didn’t stop.

“She adopted my baby because hers died,” the woman said, and her eyes filled with tears.

“And then she pretended he was hers. She swapped our lives and called it fate.”

William’s face drained of all color. Denise looked like she might actually burst with excitement.

And I realized in that horrible moment that Denise didn’t do this because she cared about Billy’s identity.

She did this because she finally had a weapon big enough to destroy me.

I looked at William, and in his eyes I saw something I’ll never forget. Betrayal and fear mixed with the kind of heartbreak that makes you physically recoil.

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