The morning came too soon.
Addison lay between Abel and Kaine, the steady rhythm of their breathing grounding her in the dim light filtering through the curtains. Sleep had been impossible. Every time she closed her eyes, the truth unraveled again, pulling her under.
Layla wasn’t her mother.
Lilly was.
And Jordon—her dad, the one constant in her life—had unknowingly been part of the deception all along.
Her fingers curled into the sheets. It wasn’t his fault, she knew that. He had always been hers, even when she hadn’t known the truth about her origins. He was still the man who had raised her, loved her, protected her. That would never change.
But it still hurt.
Kaine stirred first, a sleepy grumble vibrating against her shoulder as he pulled her closer. “You’re thinking too hard, t
