Chapter 59

Fifty-Nine

Chloe

My knees knocked together nervously as we waited in the reception room. I was a nervous wreck, but fuck if I could control my knees. I glanced at David, wondering what I would do if all he said turned out to be true after all.

He claimed I wasn't Chloe Tristan. That mom and Dad had stolen me off when I was a kid. Fucking hilarious. It was absurd and unbelievable and yet here I was in a fucking hospital.

"Relax Chloe," David muttered soothingly.

"Since I met you, you've said that to me like a gazillion times," I told him, rubbing my hand on my thighs so I could calm my shaky legs.

"Because you're always so wound up. It's easy to see how Tristan and his wife have treated you," he muttered and I looked away.

"Stop talking about my parents like that," I said timidly.

I had no idea why I was defending them. They had treated me badly... Sometimes. But we had good memories too... I think. Crap what was this? Some memory lane trip? I shook my head and faced David.

"Why