Food for thought.

Connor

She infuriated me.

I tightened my fists to resist the urge to slam something, or maybe even worse, reach out for her.

She had easily inserted herself into my mother's life, and would no doubt do the same to my father and I hated it.

It wasn't something that should have been blamed on her. They had only recently gotten over the shock of my reveal, only to see her after. I had done my utmost to remind them to understand her, despite the incredibly low chances that my parents were anything less than understanding.

It should have been good and yet.

Bitterness welled up in my gut like a poison. Seeing her adjusting so easily made me happy, but the dinner was a reminder of the sharp contrast we had.

For the half a week I spent chasing her, she had spent pushing me away without telling me the truth. Yet in less than two days she was equally introducing my mother to Levi, the same child she hid from me if not by chance.

Karina was right about one thing. I was jealous and angry , but