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My eyes widen and I forget to breathe for a beat. “Oh,” is all I can manage before I sink into my seat.
I wait for the anger to come. I should be up in arms, screaming about how he lied. Or lied by omission at the very least. I should be ramming him with a million questions.
His gaze veers over once more and his fingers thread through his hair. “Say something,” he says.
For the first time in all my life, I can’t. I’m stunned speechless.
My mind is whirling with no one thought landing for more than a second before it pings to the next one. I don’t want to say the wrong thing, though I have no idea why because he lied. Who cares if I offend him? A war is being waged inside and victory wavers between my head and my heart.
“He’s in the hospital?” I ask.
He nods. “He’s at camp. That w
