I felt the blood drain from my face. My head pounded and I had to clutch the edge of the desk to stop myself from keeling over and fainting. I tried to keep myself sane and level headed, because none of this made any sense whatsoever. Also, why did Nathan insist on coming out with shocking revelations? If he carried on, I was pretty sure I’d have to quit because of the shock.
"What?" I managed to choke out. My vision was blurry and I knew that this was all too much to handle; I was used to laying low. I'd been bombarded with so many new things that I didn't know how to keep up with everything. I felt like I’d only just recovered from the last blow that Nathan had dealt me and now he’d done it again.
In my peripheral vision I was faintly aware of Nathan slumping down on the couch and run
