Chapter 7: The Baby They Swapped Twenty-Six Years Ago

They put the swab in my mouth in front of forty armed men. Isabella held my hand the entire fourteen minutes. She never once let go, and she never once stopped crying, and I didn't understand what was happening to me. Bianca stood by the window, arms crossed, chin up. "When this comes back negative," she said, "I want her thrown off the pier." The machine chimed. Sebastian picked it up. Read it. Read it again. Then he turned the screen around so his father could see it. MATERNAL RELATIONSHIP:...