“You have been since before our wedding.

The cancer treatment took it from you, and a doctor confirmed it, and your mother and I have known for eight years.

It was never me.

It was always you.” I let that land, and then I set my hand on the second document.

“And according to this test — run on samples we collected, under a documented chain of custody — neither one of those twins shares your DNA.

You are not their father.