I brought Sofia back to my parents house

I brought Sofia back to my parents house. I brought Sofia back to my parents house. They used to welcome us with smiles the moment we arrived. But this time, my mother looked at us with open disgust. What are you doing here? Mom, Sofia and I just need somewhere to stay tonight. The Rizzo name has suffered enough because of you, Elena. Take your scandal somewhere else. Grandma, grandpa. Her voice was small and hopeful, as if she still expected them to scoop her into their arms. Their expressions turned ice cold. We're not your grandparents. Don't ever call us that again. The words knocked the breath out of me. Had we really become strangers in just a few days? My projects went to Cecilia. So did every connection I had worked so hard to build. I thought my parents were only trying to make up for lost time. Then I understood. They hated me. They hated me for stealing Cecilia's life. Alessio's words still echoed in my head. Elena's parents helped us fake the results. They had known the truth all along. They just helped Cecilia get the revenge she wanted. And let Sofia and me be humiliated by everyone. I buried every trace of emotion and tested them with one question. What if the DNA test was wrong? My mother gave me a hard look. The evidence is right there, Elena. You're still trying to deny it. My father also looked at me with open contempt. You've already humiliated this family in front of everyone. What more do you want, Elena? Do we have to catch you cheating with our own eyes? A chill settled deep in my bones. They knew every word of it was a lie. Yet they still tore me apart with every word. Determined to brand me a cheating wife. My father frowned, as if he were doing me a favor. Fine. If you want to stay here, you'll make a public statement tomorrow. You'll admit you cheated on Alessio and that Sofia isn't his daughter. Then you'll step down from the family business and transfer your shares to Cecilia. I could barely believe what I was hearing. Admit what a lie? Sofia is Alessio's daughter, and you know it. My mother didn't even look at me. You were never a real Rizzo. Why would your daughter be any different? My mind went blank. At this moment, whatever was left between us died with those words. Footsteps sounded on the stairs. Cecilia appeared at the top of the stairs, pale and looking close to tears. Mom, Dad. Don't be so hard on her. Elena, I know this is hard. But mom and dad can't keep cleaning up after you. It isn't fair to drag everyone else into your personal mess. Just own up to it for now. Once the scandal dies down, we can still be a family. Then her gaze dropped to Sofia, full of fate concern. And whatever happened, Alessio won't blame Sofia. It's not her fault. He'll still treat her as his own daughter. I opened my mouth to argue. But my parents were done listening. We raised you for twenty years, Elena. We've already done our duty. But if you're determined to repay us with disgrace, then you're no longer welcome in this house.