It had been a day since Alaris had told him what he’d discovered. It was strange. He really didn’t know what to feel about it. He should feel shocked, angry, sad… right? Instead he felt… confused, he supposed. No… empty. Like he had lost some of his identity.
But had he really?
He never really was a part of that family. He always felt out of place. Tolerated. Like he was just… there. He didn’t fit and always felt like he was cut from a different cloth. And that was because he was.
He had never been told that he had taken after his mother or his father or any of his other family. Never had any of the same interests or talents as them. While he got along fine with Alaris, they were never close. They never had the kind of...