My Boss, My Husband
They didn't look at me, didn't say a word.
"Fine," I said, throwing up my hands. "Keep fighting. Keep tearing each other down. Neither of you make the first move to reconcile. See where it gets you."
I turned to leave, determined to catch up with Lawrence. I was almost at the door when Richard's voice stopped me cold.
"Emma is our half-sister, Sara."
I froze, my hand on the doorknob, my body stiff with disbelief. Slowly, I turned back to face him, my eyes wide.