Chapter 131

The look on Dad's face is almost indescribable. Shock, definitely. But there’s something more. If my father were an emotional man, he’d be screaming. Or crying. Or both.

He just stands there instead.

“Wow,” he says finally. “Are you on something? Crack? Are you using, Vesper?”

I roll my eyes and take a shaky breath. “I’m done talking about this.”

“Mom,” he says, voice rising as he turns toward Gra