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It's impossible to stop myself from leaning forward, certain I misheard her. “Excuse me?”
“The test says…” her jaw bobs in bewilderment, “that…we’re…not genetically…related.” My brow pulls together in blatant confusion as her watery stare shifts to mine. “I am not your half-sister.”
Chapter 24
Brynley
There are miracles.
And then there are miracles.
Kirk not dying on that ice planet in the Star Trek movie…miracle.
Kirk running into old Spock, getting over to the outpost, and then beamed back onto a moving Enterprise?
Miracle.
The difference is noticeable.
And significant.
And life altering.
Just like this is.
“You know these episodes of Maury are a lot less fun when no one flips over a chair in excitement,” I juvenilely joke between bites of my chocolate, peanut butter cookie. “Or frustration. Or sadness. Or really just at all.” Another nibble is taken as I lean back onto the couch I’m occupying. “Our life needs more chair flips in it.”
Evie covers the receiver to her phone and hisses at me, “No, it doesn’t.”
“You’re biased.”
“You’re a headache.”
“But a beautiful one, especially in yellow,” Jenni compliments prior to ushering me and Wes’s personal publicist to the other side of the room to resume PR damage control.
You know, you’d think finding out he doesn’t secretly have a sibling would be a dream come true for her, yet it isn’t.
Apparently, it’s just a new nightmare she wasn’t prepared for.
And she hates not being prepared for shit.
The woman is basically a doomsday prepper for public relations.
This was not on her approved disaster list.
She’s pissed.
But my future husband?
He seems…perplexed.
Perhaps even a little disheartened.
Puppet Boy drops down onto the seat cushion beside me at the same time he asks, “Wanna talk about it?”
Wes abruptly ceases his pacing to meet his best friend’s stare and reply, “Yes.”
The two of us brace ourselves for listening.
