I Became a Mother at 17 — Years Later, My Son’s DNA Test Revealed a Truth That Left Me Shaken

That was when everything finally hit me.

Not just the loss.

The theft.

Eighteen years of it.

An hour later, Liam and I were in the car, driving to Lydia’s house. My parents followed behind us, unwilling to stay out of it.

Neither of us spoke much during the drive.

Liam kept rereading the messages.

I kept both hands tightly on the wheel, afraid that if I let go, I might fall apart completely.