The room went so quiet I could hear my own pulse beating through the bandages on my arm.
“What?” My father’s tone dropped, his gaze fully on me now.
My fingers twitched. I wasn’t exactly afraid. I just wasn’t expecting that he would get to know today. I had never planned ahead for the day he would find out about us.
Bianca might have been a brat for running her mouth, but the truth? It didn’t rattle me. It was already out there, living inside me.
His voice came out more pressured, “What Bianca just said…is it true?”
I lifted my head slowly until my eyes met his. My voice came out low, almost calm. “What would you do if it was true?”
Bianca’s voice trembled as she insisted behind him, her voice filled with pain and hurt, “It’s true.”
John ignored her completely, his stare locked on
