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‘I can only apologize,’ Moller continued. ‘I am assuming this is an isolated incident, but I will cross-check all my patients and donors right back to when I first opened the clinic. I will also implement a better system of record-keeping for the future.’
‘How many others share the same donor?’ Ian asked.
‘I work within the current guidelines, which is that one donor can be used by ten separate patients.’
‘So the odds are this should never have happened?’
‘The chances of the two of you ending up together were incredibly slim. But I am sorry.’
‘Is it the reason Emma and I can’t have healthy children?’
‘It’s possible,’ Moller said. ‘But it’s more likely due to a genetic defect passed down by one of your mothers that didn’t show on your DNA tests. They are never a hundred per cent accurate. I don’t know what else I can do but offer my sincere apologies and compensate you and your wife. I hope we can come to an agreement so the reputation of my clinic isn’t irreparably damaged. What do you think is a reasonable sum?’
‘I’ve no idea,’ Ian said. ‘This has all come as such a shock. I wanted answers, not compensation.’
‘And I trust I have given you those. Discuss the matter with Emma and then come back to me. If you and your wife would like counselling, Edie is very good and of course there will be no charge.’
Ian sighed.
‘I understand you need time,’ Moller said. ‘Call me when you’re ready.’ Winding up the conversation, he said goodbye.
Ian returned his phone to the table and dropped his head into his hands. He supposed he should be grateful for Moller’s honesty, but he wasn’t. He was gutted. Compensation, when his and Emma’s lives were in ruins. Nothing could compensate them for that.
The hum of conversation continued around him and in the background, the hiss of the coffee machine as the barista brewed more coffee. It felt surreal – sitting here in the midst of normality while trying to process something that was anything but normal. He and his wife were half brother and sister.
Ian raised his head. How the hell was he going to tell Emma? He still had no idea. He supposed Emma’s parents and his mother would have to know too at some point. But he couldn’t think about that now. What a fucking awful mess! He stared distractedly around him and his resentment grew.