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... d gone unbearably quiet; even the ticking of a distant clock sounded accusatory. He scanned the sheet, jaw working as if he were chewing a bitter thought. For a heartbeat his face was unreadable. Then something like pain — sharp, raw — flickered across his features.
"It... doesn’t match," he said finally, his voice as flat as stone. "The sample they compared—there’s no paternal match."
Relief hit me first, hot and guilty. I felt my shoulders unclench as if I’d been holding my bre ...
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