"What about the media?" I ask Aiden.
Right now, Aiden and I are getting in the car. convincing Dad and the boys to let me stay with Aiden.
"You still have to appear in public and all the other stuff," Aiden answers as he approaches me.
"And you still have to appear like you don't know about your mother." Caleb adds as he stands on the other side of me.
At the mention of my mother, I freeze and so does Aiden. As if he just realizes what he said, Caleb turns to me and scratches the back of his neck nervously.
"I'm sorry." He mutters as he looks at the ground to avoid looking at me.
I don't say anything and just stare at the front.
My mother. The same woman who I thought was dead for the last nearly nine years of my life. The same woman whose supposed death made me a mess. Can I even c
