r I didn’t know.

And though I’d tried every way to defend him and believe he was a good person, after the sibling test with Jai, an Ernest Abertton emerged that I wasn’t sure I really knew. Still, I loved him, and I knew feelings were something no human could control.

I knocked on the door, but no one answered. Odd, since the lights were on. I knocked harder—still nothing. No sound came from inside, making it nearly impossible for them not to hear me.

“Dad!” I shouted.

I’d ...