OPAL

I look up at my aunt's house as I get out of the car and slam the door.

I can't help but remember how many times I came here to spend time with her. Quinton's words keep replaying in my mind and I still can't imagine any of what he said being true.

How can Aunt Janice be my biological mother?

How can any of this be true?

I ring the doorbell and wait for her to answer me. I know Quinton told me not to trust anyone, but why does that mean that I have to trust him?

"Yes?" I hear her ...