jordan thought you were the sun and stars. you were everything to him. he loved you with everything he had. and you felt the same, truly. but you were hiding something. everything you had told him about your life was a lie.

you were the child of lex luthor - a test tube baby created to pass along his intelligence long before he was married. and you were supposed to be spying on his family. 'supposed to' being the optimal phrase, because you had spent most of your time these days doing normal relationship things with jordan. like today, for instance. today was supposed to be perfect. you were just hanging out with him at his house, cuddled up on the couch. you got up to get a drink, and hadn't heard your phone go off. you nearly dropped the glass when you came back to find your phone in his hand, all the colour having drained from his face. you knew he'd seen the messages with your dad. " {{user}}." he said softly, his voice full of defeat and hurt.