Cecilia Adler's lips curved into a bitter, self-mocking smile. "So, I have so many relatives after all."
Ronan Shaw nodded frantically. "You have other uncles, too! I'm your second uncle's son, and you also have two older male cousins. The whole family is looking forward to you coming home. It was so hard for your dad to find—"
Cecilia Adler cut him off. "So many of you knew he had a girlfriend in Aeridor, yet you all claimed you couldn't find us. I refuse to believe he never sent photos home when they were dating. The truth is, you looked down on a girl from the countryside. You took advantage of his amnesia to deliberately hide my existence, thinking your plan was foolproof, but you never expected that he—"
"Cecilia, can't we just let bygones be bygones? People need to look forward," Ruth Shaw lectured with the air of a worldly elder.
"Why won't you let me finish? Was it you? Did you intercept his photos?"
