![]() ![]() ![]() “Paul didn't tell you about Rae?” I ask, and he shakes his head. If someone kept my daughter from me, I’d hate them too. He might hate me, and I don’t know that I can blame him. I’m sure it’s going to be a giant shock to him, and I have no idea how he’s going to react to that news. I don’t think Isaac wants to find out he’s a dad when a dozen other people are around to witness it. I really do, but again, it’s not really the time. My best guess is that like the rest of the world, he thinks she’s Paul’s. Isaac hasn't put together that Rae is his. And maybe I’m starting to relax a little too. The more time I spend with him, the more those dark clouds in his eyes begin to fade. ![]() “I could use a cookie.” He gives me a soft smile, making my insides flutter. “I should check on Rae,” I tell Isaac, ready to make some kind of escape. I’m sure the gossip is already spreading. More than anything I want a moment alone with Isaac because people keep stealing looks our way. The reality is I owe it to Isaac to talk to him about everything first, but this isn't the time.Īt least the party is starting to die down, and I’m thankful Dasher can’t grill me on what’s going on. I know my brother is waiting to corner me, and I’m not even sure what I’m going to tell him. ![]()
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