SEAN
I could count on one hand the times I found myself in the position of not knowing what to do.
Caroline was completely in shock - and while I wanted to shake her and remind her we needed to act normal, I knew it would be absurd and cruel to ask her something like that. I could see it in her eyes: she'd come to the same conclusion I did.
For a moment, it wasn't my mate the person I was seeing, but a little girl: a little girl who, despite the obvious favoritism, had loved her mom and dad and tried her best to please them and get their love. A child who'd seen her own twin die a horrible death and had been blamed for it. A child who'd been hated, emotionally, mentally, and physically abused, as the scars on her body testified. A child who'd seen her own mother fall into madness. A
