Thinking that Joseph was home with his girlfriend, they quickly arranged the housekeeper to get me slippers.
Trying my best to remain calm, I lowered my head to put on the slippers. Joseph said, "Mom, Preston, this is Cara."
At his words, my mother, Fiona, screamed as soon as she got close to me.
I looked up, only to see tears brimming in her eyes.
"Cara, you are Cara. You are my Cara."
This name had been engraved in my mind since my early childhood.
Fiona excitedly pulled me to the front of my father, Preston.
She said, "Preston, look, she is indeed Cara."
Preston stood up with excitement, while Fiona hugged me and Joseph.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Tara clenching her fists tightly.
Fiona pulled me to the living room. Tara no longer remained silent at this time.
"Mom, don't you have to do a paternity test? If she is an impostor, we will all become laugh stocks."
I could tell that she didn't welcome me.
Taking my parent's hands, I said, "Let's do a paternity test. When Joseph found me, I doubted if I was the one you were looking for either."
As I spoke, I walked out.
My parents and Joseph followed closely behind me, and so did Tara.