Luna's POV
"It's called a DNA test," Dominick explained with a bored expression, almost as though he were stating an obvious fact. "I ran it and—well, let's just say, thank goodness, you're not my father."
I stole a glance at Roy, whose face looked as though his whole world had just crashed. Disbelief was etched into every line of his features.
"You're saying you just decided to... you know... take a DNA test? Out of the blue?" Roy stuttered.
Dominick scoffed. "It wasn't 'out of the blue, Roy. I was tired of your nonsense and games. How the hell am I supposed to believe my father would be... involved with my fiancée? Of course, you weren't my real father." He spat out.
Roy shook his head slowly, trying to collect himself. "Listen, there must have been some kind of mistake. I'm your—"
I couldn't take it any longer. "Where is she?" I demanded, cutting him off. "Where the hell is my sister, Sol?"