Rihanna’s POV

The boy cleared his throat, leaving his stooping position. "Actually, Logan is our dad."

My mind didn’t catch on at first, but I slowly processed his words. What now? I moved away from the boy.

Was this a joke? Logan wasn’t his father.

"What do you mean?" I had to ask.

"My grandmother was killed by her brother. That was Logan. We went back to him since he’s the last family we had," the boy explained.

Okay, that wasn’t good news. My ...