“What was his name?”
“No, you’re not fine. I’ll get it.”
The moment she disappeared into the kitchen, Ryan lifted his head.
***
“You knew.”
“Ryan…”
“No. Don’t soften it. You knew Anthony was her father. He goes by Tony most of the time.”
I put one hand against the wall. “I didn’t know he was your stepfather.”
His face changed like I had slapped him.
“That’s what matters to you right now?”
“No, you’re not fine.”
“Keep your voice down. She’s in the kitchen.”
“I know where she is. I’ve been protecting her from this all night.”
My throat tightened. “You don’t understand what happened between Anthony and me.”
“I understand tonight.” His hands shook. “I introduced my prom date to my stepdad, and he looked like his whole life had walked in.”
I closed my eyes.
“Then he pulled me into the hallway,” Ryan said. “He said, ‘That’s my daughter.’ Do you know what that felt like?”
