Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee
Chapter 281 -The Mess Of A Family
Akin V. Spade!
My head was exploding ever since I heard Beatrice. There was no way my parents did that.
‘So we are not going to talk about that?’ King reminded me of something I wanted to forget about.
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‘King! Now is not the time,’ I grunted, focusing on the road and making sure I didn’t run into a car.
‘Why didn’t you stay with Beatrice? Are you embarra*s*sed to us?’ he asked again. I knew he would bring it up. Sadly, when the changes first started, I was pretty harsh on him.
‘I’m not embarra*s*sed. I’m afraid I have scared her enough,’ I said, and soon I found King silent.
We used to communicate so well, but things changed. It was as if we both now wanted to be heard. King would constantly argue with me over my ways of doing things.
But one thing I did notice about him. He was even calmer now. He barely wanted me to talk to anyone. However, today was not about us. It was about what Beatrice told me.
I sped over to the mansion to have a word with my parents. They have kept secrets from us. From their divorce to their deciding to be together again, everything was planned behind closed doors and we would only find out when one of them accidentally spills it.
I never said a thing because I respected their privacy. I respect everyone’s privacy, but lately, I’ve been getting impatient.
It is as if I want to interrupt. I am forcing myself to take an interest in others.
‘I’m afraid we are losing it. Nothing is exciting us. All I can think of is—’ I paused as I forced myself to think of a less painful answer, ‘nothing!’
I don’t want to be anywhere.
‘Don’t fool me. I know you still care about someone/ King said after several minutes of silence.
‘That’s because she is vulnerable among these brutal people,’ I explained it to him.
‘She peered into our heads, so stop lying,’ King grunted, and I knew he was ready for another big dose of silence. But I didn’t have to pay attention to him anymore.
As soon as I got home, I felt like I was going to war. Having a. Conversation with my parents was worse than going to war.
“Akin! I’m glad you are on time. We were having te—I” Varisha stopped talking after examining my state.
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