“It doesn’t mean she’s lying about that one night … You saw her, right? Baby bump! And even Jake remembers waking up in a bed with her.” I push my cocoa aside, unable to stomach anything more. I want to lie down and stop talking about that stupid Demon Bitch. I want Jake to come to bed and hold me tight and forget tonight ever happened.

“I don’t know, Emma, it’s just that she’s refusing the DNA … She should want to prove it just to shove it in my dad’s ...