Chapter 254 Overreacting (Ii)

• So, I did. I told Malik the same story I told Waylen about my father. He listened, nodding a few times without interruptions. I was dry-eyed when I finished narrating everything Mom told me. Unlike the day I found out, my emotions were in control.
• “Are you okay?” he asked. He pulled me onto his laps, bringing my legs on each side of his hips. His backseat was spacious, so we quickly found a comfortable spot.
• Worry lined his eyes, and I pinched his cheeks into a smile. “Yeah, I’m good.”