A DNA Test Led Me to My Brother.

— and He Remembers a Past I Never Lived

My name is Billy, and until a few days ago, I believed I was living the dream. An only child, raised by loving parents, surrounded by care and everything I could ever want.

Last week, my dad gave me the newest video game console for no apparent reason.
— “Do I need a reason to spoil my favorite son?” he joked.
— “You mean your only son,” my mom said with a smile.
That’s how it had always been — the three of us living what seemed to be a perfect life.

But everything changed on my 18th birthday.

Out of pure curiosity, I decided to give myself a DNA ancestry test. I wanted to see if I had Viking blood or something like that. I never imagined it would turn my life upside down.

The day the results came in, I could hardly contain my excitement. When I finally opened the email, my heart nearly stopped:
“Close match identified: Brother — Daniel.”

Brother? But I had always been an only child.

I contacted the company’s help center, thinking it must have been a mistake.
— “Our tests are 100% accurate, sir,” they said.
I hung up, my head spinning. The only person who could clear this up was my dad.

That night, I waited for him to get home from work and went straight to the point:
— “Dad… do you know someone named Daniel?”

He turned pale instantly.
— “Listen… don’t tell your mother, please. She doesn’t know. I had an affair years ago. If she finds out, she’ll leave.”

I promised to keep the secret. But something about his reaction didn’t feel right. It was like there was more to the story than he was letting on.

In my room, I stared at the computer screen. Daniel’s profile was still open. My finger hovered over the “send message” button.

Minutes later, I wrote:
“Hi. This is Billy. I just found out that… we’re brothers.”

To my surprise, he replied within half an hour:
— “Billy? Is that really you? I can’t believe it! Can we meet?”

We arranged to meet at a café the next day. I told my mom I was going out with a friend and headed there.

As soon as I saw Daniel, I got chills. He looked so much like me. Like a reflection.

— “Do you remember the lake near our old house?” he asked, smiling. “We used to swing on that old rope and toss stones in the water.”
— “What are you talking about?” I replied. “We never lived together.”

Daniel’s face went pale.
— “What do you mean? We lived together until we were five or six. And Scruffy? The dog that followed us everywhere?”

I grew defensive.
— “My dad said you’re the child from an affair. I only found out about you a few days ago.”

He frowned, confused.
— “Wait… you think I am the child from the affair? Then you don’t remember that day? The fire?”

— “Fire?”

— “Yes. Our house caught fire. Our parents… our parents died that day. You saved me. Then we were separated. You were adopted. So was I, but I wasn’t allowed to contact you. The adoption rules forbade it.”

My hands were shaking.

— “That doesn’t make sense,” I said. “I’m not adopted. My parents… they would’ve told me.”

Daniel just looked at me.
— “It’s the truth, Billy. I don’t know why they kept it from you.”

That night, I didn’t sleep.

The next day, while my parents were out, I snuck into my dad’s office. After going through old folders, I found documents about a fire in an apartment building — the same one Daniel had mentioned.

What made me freeze was what I read: my adoptive parents were the owners of the building, and they had ignored complaints about faulty wiring to avoid repair costs. Their negligence had caused the fire that killed my biological parents.

And worse: they adopted me to cover up the crime. To avoid a lawsuit.

I waited for my dad to get home.
— “You owned that building, didn’t you?” I asked, holding the papers. “What happened in that fire?”

He tried to stay calm.
— “That was ages ago, son. A tragedy. Why are you digging into this?”

— “Because I met someone who remembers that day. He said we knew each other… before the adoption.”

For the first time, I saw fear in my father’s eyes. He tried to explain, said he didn’t want to bring up painful memories. But it was too late.

I went upstairs, packed my things, and left. I called Daniel and asked if I could stay with him. He said yes.

That night, we had dinner together.
— “They stole you from me,” he said. “From us.”

And in that moment, in the middle of all the pain and revelations, I realized something:
My whole life had been a lie, but that lie led me to the one person who had always been waiting with open arms.

My brother.

And for that, I’m grateful.

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