My best friend and I decided to get pregnant by the same man so our children would share the same genes. But when the doctor saw our genetic test results, he said in horror, “Oh my God… Do you understand what could happen to these babies?” Then something completely unexpected happened…

Emily immediately burst into tears.

I felt as though an enormous weight had been lifted from my chest.

But the doctor wasn’t finished.

“There’s something else. Something extraordinary.”

He paused.

“The additional testing confirms that you two are biological sisters.”

I froze.

“What?”

“You share the same biological mother.”

Emily covered her mouth.

“That’s impossible!”

But the doctor explained that our genetic results confirmed a close maternal relationship.

Suddenly, I remembered my mother’s photograph.

Her eyes. Her smile.

The same features I’d noticed in Emily’s face countless times.

We left the clinic holding each other, crying and laughing at once.

But one question remained.

Why had nobody ever told us?

That evening, I visited my seventy-four-year-old father.

When I told him what we’d discovered, his face changed.

He removed his glasses and began crying.

“Dad… did you know?”

He slowly nodded.

“Yes, sweetheart.”

17 thoughts on “My best friend and I decided to get pregnant by the same man so our children would share the same genes. But when the doctor saw our genetic test results, he said in horror, “Oh my God… Do you understand what could happen to these babies?” Then something completely unexpected happened…”

  1. Why do you have to go through so much to try to read the whole story. I like the stories but I’m going to stop trying to read them because of the aggravation.

  2. Why do you do this, tell half a story and then make people hunt for the rest to only be let down when you realize it's full of ads and there's no more information top be had!

  3. Life is too short to have to mess around with a story that I still can't find the end of. Looked interesting,..but no.

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