Secrets

Zelda’s pov

The old man left me disturbed. Now that I thought about it, I looked more American than Japanese. My parents had black hair, I had brown. We didn’t look alike. I think I noticed the differences when I was younger but I never bothered to ask. and I guess with time, I got used to the differences, Besides, my parents loved me like their own. It was still unsettling for me that not even once did they bother to tell me I was adopted. They shouldn’t have kept it a secret. I started the ignition and drove to the hospital.