I Saw a Birthmark on my Niece’s Body Part 4 – Ebunoluwa Soneye

I Saw a Birthmark on my Niece’s Body Part 4 – Ebunoluwa Soneye

I had just finished speaking and wondered what else they could say as I clenched my luggage tightly and prepared to leave.

Only for me to see Fiona suddenly start to unbutton her top.

“What do you think you’re—” I wanted to ask, only to watch her turn around and bare her shoulders for me to see.

“I have the same birthmark,” Fiona told me, her back turned towards me.

“Everyone in our family has it,” David added, and for a few seconds, I was stunned.

I raised the edges of the long-sleeved top I wore and used it to wipe the still vibrant tears on my face.

My eyes were tinged red but wide open as I focused all my attention on Fiona, who continued to speak.

“I’m sorry for not explaining that Sofia’s Father is a commissioned officer who was deployed to another country but died there,” Fiona said with a sad look.

“I don’t like talking about it because it makes me sad. He died just before Sophia was born, and I can’t help but hate him a little for leaving,” Fiona sincerely continued.

“He died without seeing his child, and Sofia, too, would never get to meet him.”

It was clear that it wasn’t something she liked talking about, as the pain she felt could be seen from the expression on her face.

“Trust me. Fiona and I are only siblings. I only treat Sofia like my own because Fiona wanted Sophia to have a close male figure in her life,” David explained.

“Jerry is Sophia’s real father, but he will never be in her life. I just wanted to make sure that Sophia would never miss out on anything,”

Hearing how genuine and sincere David and Fiona sounded, I couldn’t help but want to believe them.

I began to feel like I blew things out of proportion and that if I had asked them from the beginning, maybe the situation wouldn’t have escalated as it did.

But regardless, I still had doubts.

What if they had enough time to go through their stories? What if all these were well-constructed lies? It didn’t help that I had never met any of David’s other family members.

I could tell they knew how skeptical I was when I stood there without saying a word, even after all they had said.

Not knowing what else to do, David began explaining a little more.

“Sophia was sick around the time of our wedding, and I asked Fiona to move closer to prevent her from being alone,”

Fiona also felt a need to speak.

“David told me that you liked children and you wouldn’t mind having Sophia around, which was why I came around so often,” Fiona added, yet I still had a slight tingling feeling in my chest.

“What about your other family members, David? Not one of them came for our wedding.” I said in a way that clearly showed how strange it was.

“Most of our family members rarely stay in one place while others live in different countries. If not, they would have made it,” Fiona explained before David could.

But instead of making me feel more relieved, it only made me have more doubts than before.

Their stories were synced up perfectly, without a single error.

Finally, I relented, sighing deeply before opening my mouth to speak.

“I did a secret DNA Test. I’m yet to get the result on my phone, but I’m sure the hard copy of the result must be ready,” I told them while focusing on Fiona.

I expected her to get angry when I told her about getting a sample from Sophia, but she didn’t.

“I don’t mind. As long as this misunderstanding is resolved,” Fiona said, with David nodding in agreement from beside her.

Sophia surprisingly took that exact time to coo, drawing all their attention to her, which slightly lessened the tension in the air.

I looked at her and couldn’t help but smile a little as I watched her move her little fingers and hands, trying to touch David’s face as he held her in his arms.

I was relieved that regardless of my doubts, the test was bound to clear them or confirm my suspicions.

Leaving behind my packed luggage, I wanted us to head to the center at that moment.

I was impatient to know the DNA results, but Fiona wasn’t. She insisted on feeding Sophia first before we headed out.

No matter how much you stall, we’re still going to go to the center, I thought, waiting impatiently for Fiona to feed Sophia.

David tried talking to me in the meantime, but that was the last thing I wanted to do.

Depending on the results at the center, I would then know if my baby had a father or if David was nothing more than my ex-husband.

Finally, Fiona was done feeding Sophia, and immediately, we all headed towards the center where I previously submitted the samples and requested a DNA Test.

On getting there, the line was a little long, and I was surprised to see another dramatic event happening there even before we sat down.

A man stood yelling at his wife as he held the result they had just given him in his hand. Surprisingly, none of the four children standing beside him was his own.

“How dare you! How could you! How—” he yelled, only stopping when he realized he had nothing more to say.

The woman kept wailing, trying to plead with him, but the man didn’t care.

He was about to open his mouth to continue yelling at her when some security agents appeared and led them out of the center.

“Is this place always this lively?” Fiona asked me, and I nodded, slightly shocked about how calm she and David were.

From their demeanor alone, I slowly began to admit that I might have been wrong all along, seeing how confidently they waited for our turn.

We didn’t have to wait long before we were led into an office where a middle-aged man sat waiting with a heavy expression on his face the moment his eyes landed on the three of us.

“Regardless of the results, I’d like to think all of you would try to act composed when you see it,” he said as he slowly opened the file.

I could feel my heart racing, but David and Fiona still looked calm and unbothered.

This made me feel less worried, but that was until I heard the man’s following words.

“The two samples that were tested are indeed biologically related. There’s a 50% match,”

A 50% match. My eyes rapidly blinked from the devastating shock of it.

I felt the ground at my feet shake as I heard the results. I needed to hold on to the arm of my chair to steady myself.

“That’s impossible!” David responded, first jumping on her feet, as Fiona looked equally stunned.

“You all seem shocked, so I’m guessing that’s not the result you were expecting,” the man continued with a pitiful look as he turned the file he was staring at to face us.

I quickly grabbed it, wanting to confirm it with my own eyes. Tears had only begun to fill my eyes when I spotted a strange name at the top of the paper.

When signing up for the result, I used Sophia’s and David’s names, but on the paper were two completely strange names I had never seen before.

I instantly pointed out the error, only to watch the attendant apologize profusely and remove a different sheet from the file.

The moment he passed the real one over, I expected the same result but was surprised to see that it was completely different.

“It’s good to know that the first test was wrong,” David chuckled with a breath of relief after he saw the second test.

“It’s clear that I’m not Sophia’s father but only relatives,” he continued, waving the paper as I stood there, not knowing what to say.

“Even if the second test said that David was the father, I would have insisted that we do another one,” Fiona said, getting on her feet and showing her intention to leave.

The drive home was pretty quiet, but the moment we got inside, I furiously apologized to David and Fiona for doubting them.

“I’m sorry. I’m really sorry,” I said, knowing how big of an issue I made, especially since I refused to believe them even when they kept telling the truth.

“I should have believed you when you—” I continued, only for David to interrupt and stop me.

“It’s my fault. I made you have doubts and didn’t clear all your suspicions even when you kept complaining about not meeting my family,” he said with an understanding expression.

“We are family. I should have also told you about Sophia’s father,” Fiona mentioned while moving closer to hug me with a big smile.

“Look on the bright side. Now we have a good excuse to drag all our family members in for a family get-together,” she said, looking over at David to see if he agreed.

“Of course. I’ll drag them here myself If I have to,” David replied as he also moved closer to join the hug.

We stayed in that position for a while until we heard loud baby noises from Sophia, who was still in Fiona’s arms.

“Waaa!” she cried, and we all separated and laughed, knowing that Sophia was most likely asking for more attention.

I was beyond happy at realizing that my family was still intact, and they were even more pleased when I told them I was pregnant.

Months later, after delivering a baby boy named Zara, I was shocked to see the number of cars parked in front of our house as many people trooped in.

There were many camera people amongst them with no choice but to wait on the edge of our property.

“I didn’t know your family members were this popular,” I whispered in David’s ears as I held Zara, who was fast asleep in my arms.

“You should wait until you meet them. I can assure you you’ll be a little amazed,” David whispered back with a huge grin.

He wrapped his arms around me, and with Fiona standing behind us holding Soph
ia, we got ready to meet the rest of the family.

THE END

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