“Where’s Dad?” I asked.
She hesitated, then looked away. “He’s out. He had… work to take care of.”
Of course he did. It was so convenient.
“I need to speak with both of you,” I said. “But I’ll start with you.”
She nodded slowly and motioned toward the dining room. “Let’s sit.”
“No. I’ll stand.”
She blinked. “Alright…”
Rylan stayed beside me. He was quiet but alert.
I took a deep breath and went for it. “The reason I came here today is to ask you for more information about my biological parents.”
She froze.
Her hands twitched at her sides. “Lisa… what are you saying?”
I stared at her. “I know that I am adopted.”
Her face went pale. “No. That’s not true. I am your biological mother.”
“Please,” I said. My voice broke slightly, but I kept going. “Stop lying. I know the truth. You
