Needless to say, Graeme was a little thrown when she finally managed to produce words. What did she even mean by that? There had been plenty of times where he had heard her wish that her parents weren’t her parents, because of the hell they had put her through when she wanted to go off and marry Graeme and not a pureblood like they wanted her to, but for her to come out and say it like that didn’t make sense.
Until she kept going, and he was finally able to understand why the shop looked the way it did. He tried not to let the shock show on his face as he stared at her. He usually always knew what to say, but in this instance he was at a loss for words, and he felt even more terrible for just standing there, not doing or saying anything that could possibly help the situation. He imagined what she was feeling right now was much like finding out you were adopted, though this was much worse – not only was she the product of an affair, from what he was understanding, but her sister had known about it.
His attention turned to the glass of water as she placed it down beside her, and he quickly reached out for her shaking hands, taking them in his own to keep her steady.
“How does Ally know all of this…?”
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