Faith's Pov
The office felt too small and suffocating. My head throbbed and a dull ache that mirrored the confusion swirled inside me. I needed something, anything, to hold onto, but my knees felt weak and were ready to buckle.
"Repeat what you said," I heard myself snap, my voice sounding a little too loud, a little too sharp.
Sander flinched. The words had already been spoken. l heard everything but a part of me felt like l didn't and l needed to hear it again.
"Connor is not your biological father," he repeated, his voice was a lot weaker now.
Everybody else looked like a fish out of water and they didn't look me in the eye.
The world tilted. My breath caught in my throat. What? This couldn't be right. It couldn't be real. There had to be a mistake. My mind raced, grasping for any
