I’d heard those words before. “Know what?”
Laura stepped back from the door. “Mia was his,” she said. “Daniel never knew. I never told him.”
“What?!”
I heard myself cry out
“You knew she was pregnant?”
“Sophie found my name in some of his old things six months ago. She contacted Mia. They did a DNA test. That’s why she took the job here.”
Sophie had known she had a sister for months. The question was why she’d been so afraid to tell me.
“Has Mia called you lately?” I asked.
Laura’s mouth tightened. “Barely. She left after we had a fight.”
“About what?”
“I’d find someone who could.”
For the first time, Laura looked away. “She was pregnant.”
I stared at her. “You knew she was pregnant?”
“Of course. I told her she was nineteen, broke, and in no position to raise a child.”
“What did you expect her to do?”
