The moment we got into his car after escaping that confrontation, Sage started driving without talking to me. He seemed angry as he steered the wheel. I stayed quiet and tried to calm myself, too.
Seeing my step mother and step sister after a long time made me rethink the choices I had made in the past. I realized that if I had only put my father first before my hatred for his love, things would have ended differently. It would not be this messy. I wouldn’t have been like this.
He pulled over a building I don’t know of. He pulled his phone from his pocket and started talking to someone.
“Yes. They’re in the cemetery. You have to fetch them now…” Sage was talking to someone on the phone while I sat on the passenger seat, watching him.
His brows are furrowed while his jaw clenched as he
