My mom raised me alone, but at my college graduation, my biological father appeared and claimed she had hidden the truth from me for years.

the color drain from her face.

She didn’t say a word, but her entire body became rigid.

I looked back at the man, puzzled.

He inhaled deeply before speaking.

“Son, hi. I’ve been looking for you for a long time. I’m your biological father. Could we talk, please?”

A short, nervous laugh escaped me before I could stop it.

“I’m sorry, what?”

He didn’t smile.

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