"What is she talking about?"
Theresa frowns at me.
"He really didn't tell you? What a hypocrite! He came all the way to dig information about you when he's keeping secrets himself?"
"Kane, what is she talking about?" I repeat very slowly; very calmly.
My mom lies a lot. At least that's what I hope. If Kane has a woman and a child in his life, then this is about to turn into the worst night of my life.
"I can explain. I'll explain." He says, his limp hand slipping from mine as he stares at Theresa. "What do you know about my daughter?"
"I know a lot of things. What's her name again? Daniella?"
"Danielle." Kane hisses. "How do you know about her?"
"That's for me to know and for you to figure out. I'm not a child like you, Kane. I'll always be one step ahead, so I suggest you stop
