MATILDA’S POV
Wait! What? How in hell? I stand hidden from the entrance as soon as Father exits Mother's room, my heart pounding as I recall what Father says last before leaving with an angry expression. Eavesdropping on their heated argument, I never expected to hear such a secret.
My little brother, the one I've cared for, played with, and protected, is not my blood sibling. My mind races with confusion, my eyes begin to change colour, and my world suddenly feels like it's unravelling. How is this possible? I've never suspected a thing. No one did!
Replaying the scenario in my mind wishing it is not at all true, I'm gripped by a whirlwind of emotions. Betrayal, anger, confusion and a profound sense of hurt flood over me. How could my parents keep such a secret from us, from everyone? I thought we were a family, bound by blood and love.