GRIFFIN’S POV
Mia is fast asleep on my shoulder. Were only 10minutes away before the plane lands in Paris. I can’t believe I f*****g came to Paris while there is a pregnant woman in my house and my lunatic brother on the loose, not to even mention my f*****g pretend mother that no one knows where she’s hiding. Not knowing where she makes me nervous. She might not be my biological mother, but I learned all of her sneaky s**t. I know what she’s planning.
‘Be silent before you go in for the kill.’ That s**t I learned when she and my father would fight and I listen in on her conversations with her so distant friends. I always knew she f*****g hated my father. I just never understood as a boy why she would stay. Until a few weeks ago, when I learned I’m a bastard child and my father used her
