Stick to my cover.

Stick to my cover.

I faked shock. "Adopted?"

"Yes."

"Way to break it to her gently," Jasper muttered.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"The people you thought were your parents, the ones who died when you were younger. They weren't," Richard said.

"Yes, I know what being adopted means. How the hell do you know that's true?" I snapped.

"We just do," Richard said firmly. "And we know who your birth parents are."

This spiked my interest. This actually shocked me. "W-what?"

"We know who you real parents are."

"I..." I gasped. "The blood. You took my blood to test for DNA." I ran my...