Chapter Fifteen

The Institute

(Ashley’s POV)

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“Ashley Davies, mother of Amalia Davies, shares no DNA…” 

It was written in perfect script next to the official typed letter. The words had me silenced for the last hour. I was standing outside the door to the hotel room where my daughter…she’s not my daughter.

I can feel tears rolling down my cheeks. I don’t know if they are there because I just found out that my daughter isn’t truly mine or was it because the baby who really is somewhere I don’t know where. My daughter, my baby, the little girl who I loved with all my heart and soul…she isn’t mine.

[b]I would never love her any less. [/b]

Yet, it changes everything that I believed was true. It all changed everything I believed in.

“Spencer Carlin and Amalia Davies share the exactly same DNA…”

How could this fucking be? I was completely confused by these results even with Travis’ marks and comments in random places. How was it even possible that someone share the ‘exact’ DNA. I may not be the smartest person ever, but I know enough that people don’t share the exact DNA. It is not possible at all. It was even ethic.

Would that make Spencer her mother?

Would that be so bad?

I love them, both of them. This would really make us a family.

Was I even ready for that?

How could this all fucking happen?

Okay, Amalia is Spencer. Well, she is a copy of Spencer…a clone?

Is that even fucking possible?

God, I am so confused.

If Amalia is here, then what does that mean about my baby? The baby that I carried for nine months? The baby that I saw on the little black screen sucking her thumb when she was six months? The baby that had changed my life?  What would she have looked like? Would she have looked like me? I bet she would have had Aiden’s eyes.

Oh God, what happened to my baby?

Fuck, what am I going to tell Spencer?