“I’ve been looking for you for a very long time, June.”
The way Ajax says this is like it’s been years. Longer. Much longer. But how? How is this all possible?
I couldn’t wrap my head around it.
And I’m so utterly confused by all this that I find myself needing to sit down on one of the many couches in the house. I was breathing hard, staring at Ajax and then my father. Every time I try to think of a reason, of an explanation, the puzzle in my head loses even more pieces and I’m left with more questions than answers.
“I’ll leave you two to talk.” My father said, stepping back as Ajax and I stared at each other.
I couldn’t breathe.
I couldn’t think.
I didn’t know what to make of all of this.
Should I feel offended? Cheated? Upset? Moved? All I’m sure of right now is that I’m su
