“What did?” I’m barely breathing. “The night of our grandfather’s death, your mom walked in on you and Donnelly. And the news just spread to the whole family.” Blood rushes out of my face. “H-how?” I stammer. “Yeah, how?” Eliot snaps. “No one heard us talking about it.” “You mean outside that door?” Charlie motions to the library door. “The one we so casually walked through without all three of you noticing?” He cocks his head like we are very, very dumb.
