You call yourself a mother?

Kelan's POV

As I approached my father's house, fuming furiously, fists clenched, blood boiling, I had just one goal in mind - to confront them. My mother and brother- wait, did I just refer to them as my mother and brother? They clearly aren't. I was simply headed to my father's house to hear the story directly from their mouths. So, Madam Rosa and Jason were going to provide answers to all of my questions. They were going to tell me why they had kept me in the dark for such a long time.

Getting to the door, I knocked furiously three times in a row, and it was when I was about knocking for the fourth time that the door got open wide enough to reveal Madam Rosa.

"Hello son, how are you?" she asked, curving her lips into a perfect smile as if nothing has transpired. As if she never attempted getting rid of me. As if she never walked past me at the police station.

"First of all," I began as I walked past her through the door. "There's no need for pretence of any sort. Because I know t