Marcel's POV
Amelia sat still as I drove. She had stopped complaining and just had her face glued to the glass.
"Sofia is her daughter." I confessed to Klaus, but the surprise I expected to see didn't come.
I turned to him. "Did you know?"
He let out a sigh as he relaxed into his seat. "I carried out more investigations on her. And I found pretty interesting things."
"Stop talking to my son about me like I am not here!" Amelia's high pitched voice cut through the tension, and I gripped the wheels so tight my knuckles turned white.
"What... else did you find out?" I asked, my voice going low as if I was afraid to know. Maybe I was. There was something in Klaus' eyes that told me that I would not like the reveal.
My brother turned to her slowly. Like he was trying to be dramatic. "Dea
