Pierce's P.O.V.
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"So, do you have anything to say for yourself?" Mom asked the moment we were all in the back of the car.
I rolled my eyes.
"I missed you?" I replied, trying not to let it show that I was freaking out.
They know. They know where I've been. They know about Otti.
They fu.cking know.
"Pierce, darling, I missed you too," Mom said with a sweet smile. "But what the hell are you thinking?"
I averted my eyes, trying not to lose my temper.
"What do you know?" I asked them calmly.
"Everything. We know everything," Mom said before Dad could say anything.
Liar.
Mom is such a bad li.ar when it comes to me. Like she forgets that I know how she and Dad operate. I'm their son. I've spent literally my entire life observing the
