I saw Mr. Black's expression. He turned a bit pale, and his grip tightened on the cup. His face gave it all away. That guilt made me nervous and anxious at some point, which made me want to leave my seat, but Zen tightened her hold on my hand that I kept on her thigh. I was getting a bad feeling about it. And when I turned my gaze to my sister-in-law, I saw her eyes holding pity for some reason. My mom still looked angry, and my brother. . .had that unreadable expression on his face that he used to shield his emotion.
No, that wasn't right. I needed to know everything. I had to, or else I would lose it, and I didn't want to lose my s**t right now.
"That was a mistake on our side." Mr. Black started, holding some hope in his eyes, and it got me annoyed. "We're redeeming it, Ms. Wagner. B
