Your Dad's Perfect
“Looks like your little friend just got a peek into what you really are, Zade. Not so impressive now, are you?”
Izzy takes a shaky step back, her eyes wide with a mixture of betrayal and something else—something that cuts me to the core. I can feel my heart pounding, a silent plea caught in my throat, but there’s nothing I can say, nothing I can do to erase what she’s seen.
Without another word, Izzy turns and rushes out of the room, leaving me there, exposed, stripped bare in every way possible.
My hand tightens around Cleo’s hip, halting her movements instantly.