The Lady Who Should Have Been May

Impossible

Callie's POV

My dad won't talk to me.
He won't even look at me, he eats dinner alone in his study now just so he doesn't have to be anywhere near me.
Every single day I ask myself if I did the right thing, telling everybody the truth. The whole world... Although, most of the media thing it's a hoax, no more than that. I'll think of the look on my father's face those brief times I catch his eye; shame, embarrassment, disgust.
I think he'd disown me if my mother would let him.
But then I'll remember my Uncle Joseph, who sacrificed everything to tell me, who put all his faith, all his years of secrets, in my hands. He told me to decide what to do with them.
And that's when I know that I've done the right thing.
But it's what to do next that's troubling me.
Sometimes I get calls from the media - tv, radio, newspapers - asking for interviews, but I know any amount of those won't be enough to truly convince everyone. But what else can I do?
If I could discuss it with my mum, she'd tell me not to worry, that something would come to me, something would come along. But at the moment, the only thing I can think of that could possibly help is if Jayden Darcy herself would tell them, give them her evidence.
Which is impossible.
Obviously.
Totally.
Impossible.

Isn't it?