"It's a trap." Eleanor Darlington's voice cut through the heavy silence, cold as an icepick. Her cold gaze, piercing blue, stared deeply into her son. "The Wadsleys are playing you again, Shawn." Shawn was standing before his parents, his eyes unflinching. His mind had already been a battlefield, but his mother's words only made the war inside him worse.“She could be lying about the pregnancy," Eleanor said, crossing her arms. "How can she just pop out of nowhere, telling you she is carrying your child, and you are supposed to accept it just like that because of something that happened once?Does that even make sense?”Shawn blew out a slow breath as the storm continued to churn in his belly.His father, Henry Darlington, spoke for the first time. He had listened silently to everything that was being said. Now, his voice was cold, laced with disgust. "That girl is despicable." He turned to his wife. "Pretending to be her sister just to get into Shawn's bed? That whole family is worse
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