Logan

I pinched the bridge of my nose in an effort to control my anger. “Please, tell me you didn’t tell Lycia that.”

“No!” Seven yelled, “Of course not! I told her our parents were dead and that you killed them.”

I bit my lower lip, waiting for my anger to pass. “Again, I wish you would have come to me first. Seven, no matter what you may think of me, I am an honest and fair man.” I let out a deep breath. “Please, continue.”

Then Seven ...