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Something about it isn’t adding up. The uncertainty a decent distraction from the other new development plaguing my life.
I now have a brother.
Finn and I’s relationship has always been close, but now when I look at him, all I see is a stranger. It’s bizarre having someone I considered to be my brother my whole life turn out to actuallybemy brother.
I know he’s having the same thoughts. Things are awkward between us. It’s also been affecting Rory and I’s relationship. I see the disappointment in her eyes hidden under those thick lashes even though she never says a word.
The most laughable part, Silas has remained unfazed. Unaffected now about being the father of Finn, as he had been when he’d announced it. He made it seem like it was more of an inconvenience for him than anything else.
A reaction not unexpected from him.
Then the icing on this shit cake is they areonlyserving the “fun size” bottles of vodka the entire flight back.
I checked.
Several times.
I offered the attendant a grand if she could magically pull a half pint from her ass. Confined to this six-hour flight with my father twenty feet away.
As of late, I’ve tried to restrict myself. Rory filled that void once only alcohol ever could. Today though, I convinced myself I deserve it.
The only saving grace of this entire stint of a trip that has just fallen south of purgatory is that it’d mostly been meetings and phone calls. Saving me the courtesy of actually having to converse with dear old dad.
Other than for the simple measure of polite conversation when others were around, we didn’t talk. That on the one rare occasion he’d dragged me along with him.
His desperation is meeting new heights.
Other than that, he’s kept himself distracted, which is fine with me. One could only take so much of Silas Kellet before they break.
Unlucky for me I’d had eighteen years’ worth.
I grin because even with all his training, Sgt. Daniels is getting close to that point. Almost ready to break under the pressure of my father. The lines around his forehead and brows are creased, eyes bulging as he bites back what I know he really wants to say.
If it weren’t for Daniels being here, I’d say this is the longest amount of consecutive time my father and I have spent together in well—ever.
Not even at my birth had he spent more than a few hours at the hospital before going back to Hardin.
Truthfully, he probably only stayed long enough to make sure I could breathe on my own. Then it was back to business.
I’m pent up and wound-tight. Usually, the only thing that seemed to unwind this strain is going to the gym or Rory letting me fuck her.
Neither of which I currently have at my disposal.
Unlocking my phone, I reread the good-night text Princess had sent me earlier. I never responded. My nostrils flare as I breathe out my nose, she deserves all of me and right now I can’t give it to her.
I couldn’t. It’s too weird knowing that Finn and I are blood related.
This isn’t any easier for her than it is for me. Somehow seeing her text and knowing she still loved me despite it all was a small relief in my swell of confusion.
The back of my skull hits the headrest. My brain not muddled with enough alcohol to get a good buzz going. I look out the window of the private plane. The sky is empty and dark.
I wish I could be there for her tonight, but I’m pacified by the fact that I know she isn’t alone.
At least Hailey isn’t isolating her…
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Rory
