Pregnant For My Husband’s Father
At the mention of her name, everyone turned to look at Klaus, who looked like he’d rather be anywhere but here.
“Don’t stare at me,” Klaus snapped, frowning. “I don’t know either. I don’t even care.”
You don’t care?!
This place is insane. I’ve officially entered the Twilight Zone.
Then, as if things couldn’t get more disturbing, Elena turned to me and laughed—laughed—before pointing at my face.
“Why is your face like that?” she asked.
What?!
I blinked, slowly, processing what she just said. My jaw dropped.