As we left the school, Gareth kept up the facade of being a happy family. He held our hands as we walked to the car waiting for us on the curb. He opened the door to the back seat first for Michelle, who gave me a wide-eyed look, then climbed in.
Gareth put his hand on the small of my back as he helped me into the car, making my stomach swoop.
The three of us settled into the backseat, and Beta Kevin started the car. He seemed calm and collected as he drove out of the school’s parking lot.
For a few moments, the car was silent. But Michelle and I shared another look full of worry. We knew that this was only the calm before the storm.
Sure enough, when we were stopped at a light, Gareth turned to us.
“What the hell were you two thinking, pulling a stunt like that?” he scolded, then looked at Michelle. “Why was Jasmine at your school pretending to be your mother?”
Then, his gaze swung to me, his eyes darkening with anger.
