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Laylah didn’t eat breakfast, so I sent food with Mason and Tyler to take to Grandma Cora’s house. Pops took her early because Ethan is nearly here. The last thing any of us wants is for her to see him.
The car pulls up, and he parks. But he sits there for quite a while. Mom and Cora are waiting in the office, so it’s just Dad and me waiting to take him back.
“What’s he doing?” I grumble.
“I’m sure this is an intimidating situation,” Dad says, his eyes not leaving Ethan. “Give him a bit to prepare himself.”
What a b***h. I’m irritated. I don’t want to do this the way Dad has decided to handle it. I suggested just jumping into his mind and forcing my way through every single memory. It’s still not off the table because I want to know about his mother. For today, thoug
