Nathaniel’s face turned ashen.
He opened his mouth, but no words came out.
Marielle was so frantic she looked on the verge of tears.
“Aria, stop this, please.”
“Whatever the problem is, we can go home and talk it through slowly…”
I looked at her.
In my eyes, there was nothing left but utter disappointment.
“Go home?”
“Go home and wait while you erase the evidence for Evangeline?”
“You really are a pair of model parents, willing to give your lives for your daughter.”
“So terrified that the truth might come out, and your adopted daughter might suffer even the slightest consequence.”
“But you were never afraid,”
“That your biological daughter would be wronged, punished, and sacrificed.”
Sentence by sentence, I tore away the fig leaves they hid behind.
Nathaniel’s expression grew
