Chapter 29
twenty-nine
I stare at the page, reading it again and again as I reaffirm what a selfish asshole I am. Neil is right. I haven’t been thinking of anyone else but myself. I’ve been blind to my sister all along, thinking she was nestled safely in the dark.
I was wrong, and I left her alone without anyone to turn to or rely on. Without anyone to share her secrets with.
Did her secret have to do with me not being Elias’s daughter? Had she always known we weren’t blood related? Not that it wasn’t too hard to see now that I look back on it. I don’t resemble Elias in the slightest. It was just another thing I let myself be blinded to, and I’m even sure why.
Not even Uncle Dante.
Dante knows I wasn’t Elias’s daughter. Did Libby think he didn’t know?
I read on.