Confusion coils in my chest, sharp and unrelenting.
I stare at Kai, trying to make sense of his words, trying to process the idea that there are secrets in my own bloodline I never knew existed.
"You... you kept this from me?" I finally manage, my voice tighter than I intend. Hurt and anger tangle together. "All these years... you knew?"
Kai's face tightens, quilt and frustration crossing his features, but I barely see him. My mind is spinning with questions, with disbelief. How could he have hidden something like this? How could our family's past be cloaked in shadows while I lived oblivious.
And then, almost without thinking, I flinch at the weight of a hand on my shoulder.
"Easy, darling," Munro murmurs, calm and grounding. His touch is firm but gentle, the kind that pulls me back
