Celeste's lips curved into the faintest smile. Not shame. Not regret. A knowing, smug calm that made Gia's stomach turn.
"Tell her!" Jackson screamed. Fresh tears burned down his face, his voice hoarse. "Tell her, Celeste! Tell her what you've been hiding all this time while I walked around you like a goddamn fool!"
Celeste's eyes never left him. Her voice was quiet, deliberate. "That's Rio, isn't it, your son? I'm surprised you're just finding out."
Gia gasped, her hand flying to her mouth. "What? No… no, that's not…"
"It's true," Celeste said, as if she were confirming the weather. Cool. Detached as usual.
Jackson staggered back, clutching his chest as if the words had physically pierced him. "You bitch." His voice was ragged, breaking. "You f*****g b***h. You hid this f
