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After Yulia came to take our orders, I kept quiet and focused on Mom and Ronan. I needed to figure out what was happening there, and because they’d never tell me, I had to find out myself.

I’d get to the bottom of it though.

I simply had to because I needed to know if this sick and twisted state of mind was in all of our blood, and not just Dad and mine.

12

TATE

We had been in here for two weeks now, and though I missed home, I didn’t like the idea of going back and not being able to do all these things with Dad. Things between us would change, but I didn’t want them to.

Time didn’t go by fast up here in the mountains, and I was bored most of the time. I was only having fun and enjoying my time here when Dad gave me attention.

Apparently, it was the same for Ronan with Mom.

There was no way there wasn’t anything going on between him and Mom. Ever since they had that big argument, they had been acting strange. They were shy around each other, yet, there was this high tension between them.

I kept observing them throughout the days, trying to see if I caught them do something that would tell me I was right, but they hid their attraction pretty well.

They couldn’t fool me though.

It was still early in the morning this Sunday, but Mom, Ronan, and I were already awake. I couldn’t sleep because of Ronan watching YouTube videos on full-volume next to me in bed, and he wouldn’t leave the bed.

I decided to get out of the bedroom and sleep one or two more hours on the couch, but Mom was out there, doing Yoga.

I could’ve gone to their bedroom and get into bed with Dad, but that would’ve been way too obvious, so I went into the kitchen and sat at the table, waiting for them to be ready to have breakfast.

Mom and Ronan eventually came, but Dad stayed in bed. Mom hadn’t gone to check on him, and the urge to do so myself was strong. But I didn’t go. I stayed put, eating my cereal.

“What are we doing today?” Ronan asked, breaking the silence we had been sitting in for a while.

“We’ll go hiking. There is this trail we haven’t been on yet,” Mom said.

“Sounds fun. As long as we stay on the trail and won’t go looking for mushrooms.”

Mom looked at Ronan and shook her head. “I think it’s safe to say that we won’t find any mushrooms on this trip.”

“Not with that attitude,” Ronan teased, and Mom rolled her eyes, chuckling. “I’ll go check on your father. If we want to go on this hike, we should go early so we can get back before it gets too dark.”

I watched Ronan as Mom walked out of the kitchen, and I frowned at the way he let his eyes wander down her back until his gaze reached her ass. His eyes followed her until she was out of sight, and when he turned his head again, there was a smug grin on his lips.

His eyes met mine, and that grin faded. He raised a brow. “What?”

“You just looked at Mom’s ass and grinned like a weirdo.”

“What the fuck are you talking about?”

“I saw it. You looked at her ass and enjoyed it. You grinned!”

“Shut the fuck up, Tate. You’re delusional.”

For a second, I believed his statement. But I knew I wasn’t making it up. They were definitely being intimate.

“You’re delusional,” I muttered under my breath.

He got up from the table, dismissing me with a shake of his head. “You should really get your head checked, Tate.”

“Why are you saying that?” He had said it many times before, but those times, he had meant it as a joke. Though, even then, those words had hurt my feelings.

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