MIRANDAThe feeling of waiting for my dad and my sister to process the news was like watching a car crash happen.It was impossible to look away, and even though you were horrified, you couldn't say anything.The first to have any reaction was Amanda, who faltered in her posture. I stepped forward to hold her arm in case she fainted, but she pushed my hand away and moved as far from me as possible, her eyes so wide I feared they would pop out.My dad, on the other hand, had a distant look; the bottle still firmly in his hand. He blinked, pushing away the shadow that hovered in his gaze, and looked at me. I shuddered at the anger he exuded."How long have you known?" he asked, frowning.I intertwined my fingers, my hands sweaty, and looked at him in confusion."Since the day before the news about my marriage to Marlon.""Tell us everything, and do not hide anything," my dad ordered.I sighed and told him everything, from the lunch with Marlon's parents, running into Manuela, her threat
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