She found her son... After giving birth to the child five years ago, the son she thought about day and night had finally been found...
Isabel felt an overwhelming joy in her heart, as if it would burst at any moment. She held the DNA paternity test result, tears and laughter mixed together, feeling like she'd won the first-class lottery. Turning around, she rushed to the sterile room window, a smile on her lips and excitedly shouted, "Percy, Raymond is my son!"
The sterile room was soundproof, so the doctors performing the surgery on Percy couldn't hear Isabel's words. But she didn't care at all about how embarrassing her loud talking through the glass was. She was oblivious to the gazes of the people around her, raising her hand to tap on the glass, saying, "Percy, I found my son! I found my son!"
Isabel repeated the phrase over and over, and then turned around, smiling back at the nurse who eyed her as if she had a mental illness. "I found my son!" she said.