Lorenzo didn't come back to the hotel until the next morning, he was brought back by the guard I had sent to watch over him he reeked of alcohol and was wasted.
he kept mumbling and crying and throwing things and then back to crying. it broke my heart to watch him go insane with depression.
the results of the DNA test came back the next day and Lorenzo wasn't present to see the report, he didn't say it but the look in his eyes, when he left the hotel said that he was not ready to face the reality just yet.
I was left with no other choice but to open the envelope and read the result myself. my hands trembled with uneasiness when I pulled the paper out, I read the report, and the sigh that left my system was something else.
I sat down on the chair next to me, relived with the news that
