The older favorite sister and the hated gay younger brother, Zyon knew it pissed Maeve off to not be above him in every sense. Having spent their entire life being able to look down her nose at him like their mama and grandma when he was forced to come out, Zyon and her were never close. So this? This was a long time coming.
“It wasn’t my place-.” But Zyon glared at her and snapped, “Considering you threw my “father” in my face just like mama did and telling me how he was like this and that, only for it to be a lie? I’m going to say, yes the f**k it was your place to tell me that the man you and mama was claiming to be my father? Wasn’t. The man I know now? Is nothing like how you two painted him.”
And thank god for that.
Because they’d made his father sound like some holier than tho
