I frowned at him before shoveling another bite of potato salad in my mouth.
"I mean it though, babe, we don't know," Karma continued. "After your 18th birthday, we looked for you. By the time we found you, you were already married to that di.ckface. We thought you were happy."
My frown deepened as I took in his words.
"Why would you look for me after my 18th birthday?" I asked.
Karma gave me a strange look.
"Why wouldn't we?" He answered with a question.
We stared at each other, mirroring the same confused look. Was he just messing with me? Should I even entertain this at all?
After a moment, I sighed and plopped down on the couch.
"What do you want to know about Sean?" I asked. "Are you going to use me for ransom or something?"
"I don't want his money, Bly," he replied.
"Why not
