Andrew pov.
Looking at my mom, I didn't want to believe that all she just said was true. Was she telling me that this man, and Aunty Sierra, is my mother?
"Mom, are you joking? If it's a joke, can you stop?"
I looked at her to see if it was a joke, but all I could see was guilt written all over her face.
The man who she said was my father stood up, and just as he was about to come closer to me, I stopped him.
"I think it's best if you stay away, okay? I think it's best if you don't say anything. Did you force Mom to say this? What the heck is going on?"
I stood up as I tried to walk away but only fell to the ground in pain. My mom helped me up, and she sat me back on the bed, but I moved away, not wanting to have a discussion with her.
