AIDAN
My father didn’t give anything away for a moment, before he nodded. “Yes, I knew.” He said it so casually.
Jake huffed, not liking his answer, but I ignored him while anger rippled through me.
“Why didn’t you tell us?” I said, slightly yelling. “Why make us believe that she was dead?”
My father said nothing while I continued my rampage. “You had no right to keep that from any of us, let alone me. I’m your son. You know how my friends and I have been feeling since we learned about everything. We wanted to make amends with her,” I said, but he scoffed while rolling his eyes.
“Yeah, right,” he growled, his face toting into an anger I have never felt or seen before. “You are only doing this now because you can try to make amends for what you did. I didn’t have to tell you anything
