I plaster on a happy face and stay at the party for about thirty more minutes—long enough to appease Aidan and Cooper. I sip at one more Paper Planes and try not to think about the fact that it was my mother’s drink—and that there’s so much I don’t know about my mother.
Was Finn telling the truth? Why lie all over again? What did he stand to gain from telling another lie? And if he wasn’t lying…
Who the hell were my parents?
If they weren’t paranormal creatures themselves, then why were they worried about me being “in danger?” And how did they know about paranormal creatures, to begin with?
Was it Aidan? Did they know all that time that Aidan was a threat to me? In coming to live with him, am I making them turn in their graves?
Cooper tries his hand at flirting with me again—even at g
