"You got shot." she said in a matter of fact kinda tone but her voice was only masking the confusion of what she just found out.
"What's wrong? You're hiding something."
The attraction was definetly their. A part of her wanted to spill the news that they were not related and make out with him. But a bigger part wanted to find out the truth. Why she really was? Was she an Alcazar? Was Diego the outsider?
"Come on, tell me." Diego urged as he sat up in the bed.
"I can't." Sage said. She didn't want him to know. She was scared. Not knowing who she was was eating at her soul.
"Hey, kids." Lorenzo walked in with a weird look on his face. "I'm so glad you're ok." he said to Diego.
"Yeah well, I'm a fast healer."
"So am I." Lorenzo said and turned to Sage, "Can I talk to you?"
She looked up at him. She was afraid to ask him about her real paternity. "What about?"
Lorenzo took her by the arm and led her out of the hospital room. Then he sat her on a chair outside and sat down on another one. "There's something important I need to tell you."
"What?"
Lorenzo pulled out a sheet of paper and handed it to her. It was the blood report saying that Diego and she were not related.
"When did you find out?" she asked. The look on his face was telling her that he already knew, but when did he find out.
"The day my brother adopted you." he said an pulled out an envelop from his jacket's inner pocket. "He wrote you this when you were a baby. He wrote it in case he died, he wanted you to read this on your 21 birthday."
"But I'm only 20." Sage said as she took the letter.
"I thought since you found out the secret early, maybe you should read this early." he said and walked into Diego's hospital room.
Dear Sage,
I love you as my own. You were always my daughter and you always will be. Nothing can change that. But there is a secret I have to tell you. If you are reading this, that means that I'm dead.
Sage had to stop reading for a second as tears formed in her eyes. She wiped them of and continued reading.
Please don't cry incase you are crying. I want to tell you that you are my daughter because I love you. But you are not my daughter because of biology. I don't know how to explain this any easier. It's hard for me to write this and I suppose it will be hard for you to read this. I adopted you when you were a baby. Your mother and I wanted to have a normal life and to have a child but when she couldn't conceive we checked out some adoption homes and found you. You were six months old at that time. From what we know, your biological mother didn't want you. She was a nun and gave the child to us telling us that she lusted, and because of her sin, you were born. Please know that we both love you very much. Take care and live to the fullest.
With Love,
Your Father, Luis Alcazar.
Sage put the letter into her purse and ran to the bathroom. Tears were running from her eyes and she needed to be alone.
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"Mr. Morgan," Stan said as he walked in unannounced, "I did my job."
"Thanks Stan," Jason said as he stood up from the couch.
Sam looked up at Stan. What kind of research did he do? And why didn't she know about it?
"Sam," Jason said, "I want to have a private conversation, would you mind going upstairs."
"Sure," Sam said as she stood up and headed up.
Jason watched as she walked up those stairs. When she was out of sight, he motioned Stan to the couch and sat down on it himself.
Sam came out of the room and headed towards the bottom of the stair. She was close enough to hear what they were talking about, but not close enough to be seen.
"So, what did you find?" Jason asked.
"First of all, I didn't do research on Faith Roscoe yet. I found the information you requested about Sam and that is why I'm here." he explained so Jason wouldn't have too many expectations.
"Don't worry about Faith right now. All I care about is Sam and what she's hiding from me."
Sam couldn't believe what she was hearing. Jason went behind her back and looked into her history. She could feel tears forming in her eyes, but she wanted to know what they found about her. Did they find her biggest secret, or just something close to it?
"Samantha was indeed mentally hospitalized." Stan started to say, "After her rape, the rapist started harassing her so she hide out in the hospital. She wasn't crazy, just smart."
"Interesting." Jason said as he placed his head in his hands, he wanted to know more.
"According to a newspaper, Sam was raped..." Stan paused, he wasn't sure if he should say this, it was just too strange.
"Well, who was she raped by?" Jason didn't like cryptic conversations.
"Her brother." Stan said and quickly looked down.
Sam saw images from that time. She wasn't raped in the forest or wherever she said she did. She was raped at home, in her bed, by the person she thought she could trust.
"Danny?" Jason asked surprised. He couldn't believe Danny could have done this.
"No." Stan said, "She had another brother. He's in prison to this day for raping her."
Jason couldn't believe what he was hearing. He felt so bad for Sam. Regret formed in his heart as he remembered the plane ride to Hawaii, how he forced her to tell him the truth. He now regretted this.
"Is there anything else?" Jason asked.
"No. That's all I found." Stan said and stood up to leave, "Do you want me to research Faith now?"
"No, we'll research her together."
"Why will we research Faith anyways?" Stan asked.
"No reason. Just something in my gut tells me to find some info on her."
Sam went upstairs so Jason and Stan wouldn't know she was listening. They knew the secret. The painful secret.
Now I'm clean, she kept telling herself, Now they know everything.
