~Jeremy’s POV~

I picked up my phone with the intention of calling my father, but the moment my thumb hovered over his name, my mind veered in another direction entirely.

Zayne.

I’d shut him out as though the truth of his blood was somehow too loud to confront.

I couldn’t pretend it was a lie any more. I had to face it. It felt long overdue already.

So I dialed him.

He picked on the first ring, exhaling sharply the moment he heard my voice. Did Vance tell him already? I ...