A Family's Hidden Truth

I stole my patient's blood test results before the attending could see them. Positive for a genetic

marker that proves her husband isn't the father of her twins. She's been in labor

for six hours. He's in the waiting room with balloons. I'm the only one who knows.

Hospital policy says I report everything. But those results could destroy a family in the delivery

room. The twins are healthy. The marker is irrelevant to their care. My attending is

walking toward me right now asking for the file. In thirty seconds I have to decide.

Do I protect her secret or follow protocol. Here's the twist. Her husband is my

brother. And I just realized those twins might be mine from our ex boyfriend.