"I'm sorry, but you're mistaken. I am definitely not royalty; I am a maid."
"That may be how you were raised, but that is not who you are. I have a lot to tell you, Adella, and I need to you be open and ready to hear it."
"So, you're my... mother?" I ask, my voice wavering.
A mother. Something I have always longed for, something I thought I would never have. Cecilia was the closest I ever got to having that kind of relationship, and maybe Helena, but no matter how nice they could be to me at times, it was never the same. I always had to act a certain way around Cecilia, or I would be punished. I am no expert, but I don't think that is how a daughter should behave with her mother.
"I am your mother." She confirms.
"Then why did you leave me? Why allow me to grow up like that, with n
