My Mother Hated Me for Looking Like My Biological Father, but Everything Changed When I Finally Found Him

I grew up in a house where love seemed to exist for everyone but me. My sisters, Kira and Alexa, were showered with affection and gifts, while I was buried in chores. Dad was my only comfort—until the night he looked at me and asked if I was even his child. At fourteen, I used my first paycheck to buy a DNA kit. The results proved I wasn’t his. Days later, Dad discovered Kira wasn’t his either. He divorced Mom, supported Alexa alone, and left.