CHAPTER 71
ALEXANDER’S POV
My father's words dropped like a bomb, disorienting me for a few seconds. Like a large pill, it was hard to swallow, digest… understand. Did he… did he just suggest that Mara might be…
No, no. There was no way.
“It’s not… it's not true.” The words slipped out before I could stop it–before I even realized I had spoken. “No, there's… there's no way, dad.”
My father looked up at me, his gaze hard, tearing through the wall of ignorance I was building up. “Alex," he said, his voice low. “It is true "
I shook my head, harder this time, almost violently. “No,” I said as I laughed… then groaned… then laughed again. “No, you… you lie. You planned this with mum. It's not true. It can’t be true.”
My father grunted, adjusting himself on his bed as he watched me. Hi
