Page 558 of End Game

His face shifts again.

Hurt, maybe.

That wasn't the goal.

“I didn't keep it from you because of you.”

“Micah, you just said you're probably going to get disowned tonight.”

“Yes.”

“And you didn't think maybe I should know that?”

“I didn't want you waiting for it with me.”

His jaw clenches. “That's not exactly better.”

“I know.”

And I do—now.

Cami steps closer. “Do you have to do this tonight?”

“Yes.”

Griffin steps up next to her. “You don't have to do anything.”

“I know.”

Ronan studies me. “Why now?”

That question is easier.

“Because all of you have told your families.”

Nobody corrects me.

“Because we've spent the last few weeks talking about legal paperwork and what happens when somebody else gets to decide whether we count.”

My fingers tighten around my keys.

“And because my cousin saw pictures and questioned me months ago. This was never going to stay hidden forever.”

Dex looks down.

Cami's eyes are wet.

Fuck.

That is exactly why I didn't tell them. “This isn't an emergency.”

Dex's gaze comes back to mine. “You keep saying things that make me want to shake you.”

“Please don't.”

“I wasn't actually going to.”

“I know.”