I looked at the boy who played with a car on the carpet. < img src = "https://zycie.news/crrops/de5241/620x0/1/0/2025/03/08/umb8ah5ogfm6chchkxmqvpmi6x8lbyigtqgvw5fl7.jpg" alt = "dad and son @pexels" styles = "background-color: rgba (141,136,128.1)" > < p > m & oacute; j son.
< p > or at least I thought so for the last five years.
< p > Now I didn't know anything.
< p > It was an ordinary day.< p > Nothing announced that in a few seconds my life would fall apart like a house from cards.
< p > — I'm sorry, but I think there was a mistake & Hellip; & Amp; MDASH; I heard in the phone.
< p > — What a mistake ?< p > — Research results & Hellip; They disagree. The Lord is not the biological father of the child.
< p > the world swirled before my eyes.< p > — This is impossible.
< p > — I'm sorry. < p > I sat at the table, waiting for her to be home.< p > my heart was pounding like a hammer.
< p > When she came in, she looked at me surprised.
< p > — Something happened ?< p > I put the test results on the table.
< p > — You will explain it to me ?
< p > A moment of silence.
< p > then sighed.
< p > — I wanted to tell you & hellip;
< p > — When ?! After ten years ?
< p > — I was afraid I would lose you. < p > — Lose me ?! & Amp; MDASH; I got up violently. & Amp; MDASH; You lost me when you decided to lie! < p > — But you love him & hellip;< p > It was the worst.
< p > I loved him. < p > He was my son, even if we were not connected by blood. < p > but as I was supposed to live with a woman who looked into my eyes for five years for five years and lied ?< p > at night I sat on the edge of & oacute; Żka and looked at the boy who slept calmly.
< p > for him nothing has changed.
< p > for me & ndash; Everything.
< p > I didn't know what to do. < p > I didn't know who I was now.< p > father ?
< p > or just a man who has lived in someone else's life for years ?