A sob climbed up her throat and her hands fell lifeless at her sides. “Today isn’t a happy day, Zayd…how could you wish me a happy birthday?”

“It might be so, but it’s still your birthday, Quinn…how could I not wish for it to be happy?”

“Did you hear it? Did you hear what my father said?”

“I’ve known since last night when he just came…he told me everything and I then told him to tell you the truth.”

“I’d been curious for a while ...