Claimed By My CEO Stepdad
“If he is gay, what bad about that?”
The words struck with unexpected force. I stared at him, the remaining tears cooling on my skin, and felt a fresh wave of disbelief move through my chest. I could not believe what I was hearing. His own father knew. He sat in this formal living room, in front of my mother and my stepfather, and treated the fact as something ordinary enough to defend rather than deny. There was no anger in his voice directed at Ethan. There was no attempt to correct the story, reshape it into something more socially convenient, or express even mild disappointment. He simply asked what was wrong with it, as if the betrayal I had walked in on—the unlocked door, the dim bedro