My Father's Son
He shouted, " With my father! And why is he bleeding? " he turned around while rubbing his head and when he came around facing me, he shouted, "You slept with my father and murdered him!" Jake comes home to find his girlfriend in bed with his father whom she has just murdered. Seven months later, Jake meets Sabrina and she is pregnant. Is love possible after betrayal? Does love cover a multitude of faults, challenges and complications? This is the story of Jake and Sabrina Follow to find out if they will rekindle their love despite their complicated past and the challenges it brings forth.
90% similarity
Sabrina's pov
When they say that motherhood changes a person, believe me, it is true. Holding my baby in my arms for the very first time and hearing his first cry, washed all my doubts and fears out the window and into oblivion as one thing was for sure, he was my baby, all mine, my baby to love hold and protect, all mine. I decided to name him Jason Zawadi. I could not allow him to have the surname of his father as he did not deserve to be a part of my handsome baby's life.
I could not thank Jake enough for being by my side through all this. He ran around buying food and snacks, diapers, baby formula that the nurses at the hospital thought he was my husband. They kept telling me, "your husband is handsome" "I wish I had a loving man like yours" and damn did I feel so jealous. He was all mine to admire, no woman was to look at him the way I did. Right now if he asked for my hand I would have said yes, just to spite any other woman who has even the tiniest inch of a crush on him. At the moment Jake had gone to the supermarket to buy some stuff for the apartment and baby Jay was all fed and sleeping on his cot. I wanted to take a quick shower as I was all smelly from breast milk until I heard a knock on the door.
When I opened the door, a messenger handed me a letter from LifeCare Medical Centre. Seeing that it was addressed to my apartment I assumed it was mine and tore it open to see what it's all about. It read, "In the matter of genetic comparison between baby Jason Zawadi and Mr. Jake. DNA comparison shows a 90% similarity showing that the above individuals are siblings." I was so furious that my hands shook. How could Jake go behind my back to do such a thing? It was my truth to tell at my own time but he could not respect that, the only thing that I needed time to process and figure out. I was beyond mad. In the heat of anger, I packed his bags and put them outside the door. I could not stand being another minute with him because if I did, he was going to the mortuary, and I jail.
A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door. It was him. I opened and he stood there in shock wondering what had just happened so I beat him to it, How dare you go behind my back to test my baby's DNA with yours without my knowledge? It wasn't your truth to know, it was all mine but as always, you don't care about anyone but yourself. Leave my house and don't you dare come an inch to me and my son because I swear by heavens I will kill you!" I could see the remorse in his eyes but I could not focus on that now, I wanted him gone.
He picked up his bags and left dejected. I shut the door behind him and sank on my knees weeping uncontrollably.