12/12/2024
Kylie thought she had it all: a loving husband, a devoted son, and a flourishing family business. Life seemed perfect—until the unthinkable happened. Her husband, Sebastian, died suddenly, leaving her world in pieces.
Clinging to hope, Kylie believed her son Logan would step into his father's shoes and carry on their legacy. But just as she began to rebuild, Sebastian's estranged brother stormed in with a shocking accusation: Logan wasn't Sebastian's son. His demands for a DNA test left Kylie with no choice but to prove her son's rightful place in the family.
Confident in the truth, Kylie agreed. But when the test results arrived, her world crumbled all over again.
"0% match?" she whispered, her hands trembling. "What does that even mean?"
Not only was Logan not Sebastian's son—he wasn't Kylie's either.
"This has to be wrong," she gasped, repeating the test at another hospital. But the answer was the same. Logan wasn't her biological child.
At 55, my life was a mess. My marriage, family life—over. The only thing keeping me sane was my novel. My best friend Lana intruded one day. "That’s it," she said. "We're going to the islands. You need a break. Let's have some fun!" I was like, what the hell, let’s go.
That"s when Eric showed up. Hot, smart, sweet, and so damn charming—he had it all. I knew the age gap was ridiculous, but who cares? I couldn't resist him. We had the most magical night, and I thought, finally, a fresh start.
But the next morning? No Eric. And worse—no laptop with my entire novel. Freaking out, I ran to Lana's room but stopped dead when I heard HIS voice inside.
Eric: "She has no clue. Everything's going perfectly."
Lana: "Just a bit longer, darling... Wait, did you hear that? Someone's at the door. Go check."👇