Alethea

Dread washes over me as my heart begins to pound in my chest, wondering what my father is about to tell me.

Perhaps he’s about to reveal that my entire life has been a lie from the start.

I cradle Declan in my arms, while he starts to doze with sleep.

Selena stretches out her hands, offering to take him to his room, but I hold on tighter.

I know she’s been itching to hold him, but she retreats, perhaps sensing my need to bond with him after being away for long.

My father clears his throat. Selena and I both turn and look at my dad.

Whatever my...