Heather couldn't help but wonder why he didn't he have Caius's face. He looked like someone else entirely. And barely even like Lauren.
Heather didn't want to think too hard about it.
What are they doing here? Did Amaranth bring them here?
"Why are they here?"
Amaranth turned to her, startled by the tone. "Aren't they your family?"
As far as she was concerned, her only family was Alex and Penelope. The people in that room? They were strangers who just happened to share her blood.
Her father had never loved her. His marriage to her mother was a business deal. Even then, he cheated—slept with Evelyn, who gave birth to a child older than Heather.
Heather still remembered Evelyn whispering to her as a child, saying she and her father were meant to be. That it all worked out once "the trash" was taken care of.
She meant Heather's mother.
Heather had looked into it years later. The report said her mother had "tripped" down the stairs.
