~DAMON~
As I walk into the family room, Atticus is already there waiting for me.
His hands are to the front of him and it looks likes he’s waiting for an opportunity to use them.
"Is there something that you want to tell me?" He asks in a strained voice. "It's the last time I will ask you nicely, Damon."
I pinch the bridge of my nose and try to stay calm, "I'm waiting for everyone else to join us. I'll answer your question when they arrive."
He looks surprised by my words. It must be a shock to him that I would ever consider spilling the truth.
"You've invited everyone?" He asks. "To hear this entire conversation."
I nod, "Yes. Does that upset you, brother?"
He narrows his eyes, "I hope you're not bluffing."
"I have no reason to," I tell him. "I'm ready to come clean about eve
