My attorney helped us ensure the process was properly documented.

When the results arrived, they confirmed what I had already known: Tristan was the biological father of all four boys.

He asked to meet me privately to discuss the report.

I agreed to speak at a quiet café near the counseling center, in daylight, with our lawyers available if needed.

He was seated when I arrived.

A cup of untouched coffee sat between his hands.

“I got the results,” he said.