Justin’s POV:
I don’t know what to think or even how to feel.
In my hands, I have a picture of my mother holding a baby, most likely me, on her shoulder. She has a red X over her face and what looks like some wet stains over the picture. I don’t even want to hear what the papers say. I can’t hear what the papers say. I won’t believe it.
“Call my dad.” I snap.
Hunter picks up his phone and makes a call. Alyson looks over the papers, flipping them over to read each side. Emily just looks at me like I am a lost kitten.
This whole time. My whole life I thought my mom just died. No real reason other than Svetlana wanted her dead. She was a threat to the council, and therefore they eliminated her.
My father walks through the door. His face looks splotchy, almost like he ran here. I fe
