Evangeline

It’s been two hours since we left the restaurant, but the echo of Julius’ voice is stamped into my skull.

“And she’s my sister!”

The silence that followed that declaration still prickles my skin. The dreadful surprise in Alexander’s eyes is burned into my mind, so much so I can still feel it even as hours have passed.

We haven’t spoken since. Not in the car, not when we got home, not when he stared at me for long minutes with a look of unfamiliarity in his eyes ...