Chapter Fifteen

I sat up with a jerk and looked at him with wide eyes. What the hell did he mean by he wasn't Hannah's father? My mind was racing with a million thoughts and he sat up, looking at me with his intense gaze.

"Uhhh...Nobody knows about this except me and my parents. I thought you should know because I trust you," he started and I remained silent, bracing myself for what he was about to say, "I'm not a single child, Rebecca. I had an older brother and he was married to this amazing girl, Grace. Hannah is their daughter," he stated in a sad tone.

Had a brother? Oh god, no. Let it not be what I think it might be.

"Four years back, they were out on a date and while returning home," he swallowed hard and I held his hand. I felt my eyelids brim with tears, seeing how hard it was for him to tell, "It was raining and their car....it just slid off the road. That night when we received the call from the police, it was the worst day of our lives.