lost all color.
The attorney continued.
“The results show a 99.99 percent probability that Mariana Torres is the biological daughter of Catalina Aranda.”
The room erupted.
Reporters rushed toward the doors.
Court staff whispered.
Even the bailiff looked stunned.
I couldn’t hear any of it.
I was staring at Catalina.
My mother.
The word felt impossible.
Mother.
A word I had spent my entire life imagining.
A word I never expected to say.
Catalina stepped closer.
“I never stopped looking.”
Tears streamed down her face.
“Every birthday.”
Another tear.
