Tupper sucked in a harsh breath at the kids words and was about to reveal himself when Destiny’s quiet words sliced through the silence and kicked him square in the gut. Ah hell, baby, he thought, knowing how much hearing that would have hurt. He knew the kid was hurting—he knew he’d been through hell over the last few weeks—but so had she and his admiration for her only grew when he realized how hard it must have been to keep her shit together over the last few days when it had to be tearing her apart inside. He waited a few minutes until the urge to yell at the kid subsided, before he took a step inside the lounge room. He saw Jackson look away, a sullen scowl replacing the momentary anguish Tupper had caught before the kid had noticed him standing there. “I ‘spose you heard all that?” he said with a surly twist of his lips. “I did.” “I aint’ takin’ it back—so don’t even tell me I owe her an apology”
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