Kyrie's POV
The room felt like it was spinning, and every breath I took seemed to unravel another piece of the world I thought I knew. My mom—no, not my mom. A Djinn. A creature that had pretended to be her, that had lived in our house, woven itself into our lives, and kept me in the dark about everything. It made my head hurt, like I was trying to hold two realities at once.
I looked at Cal, then at Gina and Channing, my heart sinking. If that thing had been lying to me my whole life, what else was a lie?
I spoke quietly, my voice trembling. “If she’s not my mother, then… is any of it real? Was my dad in on this too? And Kade—my brother? Are they even…” I swallowed, unable to finish the thought.
Channing frowned, shifting uncomfortably, his gaze darting away. “I… I don’t know, Kyrie.
