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Chapter 794 Chapter 794 The drive to my parents' house felt like it had taken much longer than normal. I nodded my head at the gammas, who sat perched at the broders between the Silver Crescent Pack and the Redmoon Pack The sky hung low and pale, a blanket of cloud diffusing the light into something muted and gray. It fits the weight in my chest. I didn't bother knocking on the door. I had a key, so I opened it and welcomed myself into their home. My mother would have been upset if I had bothered knocking, like I was some kind of guest. "This will always be your home," she had told me.
I closed the door behind me, and then suddenly, I was standing in front of my mother, who had large eyes. "Judy? We weren't expecting you today. Is everything okay?" "Hey, Mom," I said; I sounded awkward even to my ears. "I'm sorry if this is a bad time." "Of course, it's not a bad time. You know you're always welcome here. At any time." "Judy?" my father said as he stepped out of the kitchen, holding a mug of coffee in his hands. He was dressed in a suit and tie, ready for work, and I smiled at him, thankful that they were both here for the time being. "Good morning," I said to him.
"Are you in a rush to leave?" "I have a few minutes," he said, glancing at his watch. "Everything okay?" "I was hoping to be able to talk to you both about something," I said, nibbling on my lower lip. "Come into the kitchen. Do you want a cup of coffee? I can make you breakfast," my mother suggested as she tugged my arm and pulled me into the kitchen. "You don't need to go to any trouble," I tell her, sitting at the kitchen table and tugging at my fingers nervously. "It's no trouble at all," my mother said as she started to get the pans.
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"Is everything okay?" My father asked, sitting at the table as well. "You seem off." My mother paused to look at me, a frown marring her lips. "Yeah," I said a bit breathlessly. "I guess I just have questions only you two can answer.' My parents looked at one another. My father set the coffee mug on the table and even seemed to relax a little in his seat, a sign that he wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. My mother gave me a small smile, though it didn't reach her eyes. "Let me make you some breakfast and get you a cup of decaf coffee, and then we can talk.
Okay?" I nodded, grateful for some time to get my thoughts together. I was about to ask my adoptive parents, the ones who took care of me and never made me feel less loved, about my birth parents, the ones who didn't want me. I didn't want my parents to think I wasn't grateful or that I wanted to find my birth parents because that wasn't the case. I didn't want to hurt their feelings. 1/3 Chapter 794 +25 BONUS I spent my entire life without questioning my upbringing, and now suddenly, I'm curious. I wasn't sure how to bring this up naturally to them.
However, from the looks they kept sharing, I knew that they knew that I was about to ask them something big. Soon, the kitchen was filling with the scent of eggs and bacon, and my mouth started to water. I didn't realize how hungry I was until that moment. I suppose I left home pretty early this morning and didn't bother stopping in the kitchen for a bite to eat. My mother plated the food and brought it to the table, placing one plate in front of me and another in front of my father. He thanked her and kissed her on the cheek. She smiled and then sat down, clasping her hands together.
I paused with the fork in my hand and frowned at her. "You aren't eating?" I asked. "I'm not very hungry," she said, a plastered smile on her lips. "Eat up and then we can talk." I stared at her for a moment longer, trying to figure out the expression on her face; it was one I had never seen before. But I didn't dwell on it, so I ate the food, trying to swallow it down, though it sat like lead in the pit of my stomach. I ate only half of the food before I couldn't handle the silence any longer. I set my fork down and sipped the decaf coffee to wash the food down.
"I have to ask you both something, and I need you to be honest with me," I rushed out, making them both freeze. My father put his fork down and turned to look at me, and I noticed my mother taking his hand.... It was at that moment I realized... they both knew. "Okay," my mother said. "What is it?" Original content can be found at find(ɴ)ovel.net "I want to know about my adoption... where did you find me?" Today's Bonus Offer GET IT NOW 2/3 Charles Hill Sara is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion.
She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland's breathtaking cold.
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