"I-I didn't know... really..." Mia stammered, clearly embarrassed.
I didn't bother responding. 'How could she not know? We live in the same house, with Anthony and Kailey openly kissing at the dinner table—there's no way Mia hasn't noticed,' I thought to myself.
Even though she'd only been with me for two years, I had poured my heart into mothering her. All of my love and care were wasted.
"The cab's here," Sophia called.
I took Mia's hand, walked toward the cab with her, and said, "If you really care about me, if there's any love for me in you at all, don't become your father's accomplice."
Mia fell silent, not saying another word.
She didn't respond, but what could I do? After all, she wasn't really my child.
The three of us got into the cab. Sophia stared out the window, clearly
