EDWINA
The rage wasn't swift.
It was slow.
A steady descent that seeped into me with a pace that would make a snail jealous, burrowing into my bones as Orion's words settled and wrapped around me like a vise.
I am the father of your child.
The words went around in my head over and over, and I almost erupted with the force of my anger as it slammed into me over and over again.
All these while, everybody had been lying to me? Even Juliette, who I thought was my friend?
My Father? Charlotte? Archie? Kieran?
My hands curled into fists, as I remembered how sincere Kieran had looked when he was telling me about his position in my life.
And foolish as I was, I had accepted his words without question, believed him to be every single thing he said he was.
How could I have been so naive?