Brittany let out a cold snort, her face flat as stone. “Why should he dump me for you and your mom?!”

Hearing that, I felt like my brain was stuck in fog. My first instinct was to assume my dad and Brittany had… something. But I shut that thought down almost immediately.

Brittany grew up overseas and barely came back. My father had always been in this country. There was no way they had some melodramatic history—how could that even happen?

Then ...