"He is… your sister," I repeated, trying to comprehend his admission. I stared at him for a few more seconds. He might just be messing around with me because I was definitely jealous.
"Okay, fine," I sighed, my shoulder sagged. "If you think I'll be mad when you tell the truth, I'll assure you. I'm not gonna freak out. Just tell me what's the real score between you and Karla." I swallowed the bitter lump in my throat.
"Quinn…" Eric cupped my face. "I'm not lying to you. Karla is really my sister."
Maybe he was certainly telling the truth. No one looked into the eyes of another person who was surely into prevarication. Unless he was a good actor. But I knew, Eric wasn't the kind of person who falsified things. He was straightforward and bold — something that I loved about him.
But…
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