I stared at him. “You don’t have to apologize.
You didn’t do anything wrong.”
“But I…” he swallowed hard. “I didn’t know. She never told me.
I only found out because of Grandma’s message. I can’t believe she did that to you.”
I studied his face, searching for any sign of dishonesty. But there was none.
He was just a kid when it happened. He hadn’t chosen this.
“You’re nothing like her, Jason.”
His shoulders sagged in relief. “I’ve been so angry since I found out.
It’s like… everything I thought I knew about Mom was a lie.”
“How did you find out exactly?”
Jason ran a hand through his hair. “I got this email from Grandma.
It had pictures of you, stories about you… things Mom never told me. And a letter explaining everything.”
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