"What are you saying? That's impossible!" he exclaimed, his voice cracking.

"No, it isn't," Manuela responded in a low voice. "That night... someone I know who works at Progenix took one of the samples you had stored there."

Sergio stumbled back, unable to process the words he had just heard. His mind spun in a whirlwind of confusion and revulsion. It couldn't be true. He couldn't be the biological father of Amelia's daughter.

"No..." he murmured, his voice barely a whisper. He put his hands to