Chapter 89

Stick to my cover.

Stick to my cover.

I faked shock. "Adopted?"

"Yes."

"Way to break it to her gently," Jasper muttered.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"The people you thought were your parents, the ones who died when you were younger. They weren't," Richard said.

"Yes, I know what being adopted means. How the hell do you know that's true?" I snapped.

"We just do," Richard said firmly. "And we know who your birth parents are."

This spiked my interest. This actually shocked me. "W-what?"

"We know who you real parents are."

"I..." I gasped. "The blood. You took my blood to test for DNA." I ran my fingers through my hair and sighed deeply. "You found a match."

"We did."

That meant that my biological parents were alive. My real life was getting intertwined with my cover and shit was about to get confusing.

Rob had always told me that my biological parents were dead. I didn't understand why he would lie. I