Emily’s POV
“How should I know?” Mason threw the question back at me, a pained expression latching on his face.
Mona’s eyes were void of emotions, like she had seen enough in a day to not even reveal anything anymore. Her hands were folded, and her lips were pulled in a tight line.
“I am not your real daughter, Mason, and it was why you and Mona treated me like trash through those years you raised me…”
“You are not our real daughter, but you caused the death of our biological son. Didn’t you?” Mona spoke now, slowly but intensely.
“He chose to save me that day, and it caused his death. I will forever remain grateful for his kind heart, but it does not mean that I will spare you, his mother. Do you want to do this the amicable way or the hard way?”
“Do whatever you want; I will never
