Katriona’s POV
Ask anyone and they’ll agree he got the better end of the stick. A great handful of years with a beautiful woman at his beck and call while my mother paid the ultimate price of death trying to raise a child on her own when he tired of family life.
It’s painful to think that my mother was no more than a plaything so easily tossed aside by the high and mighty William Kane.
What a joke.
I doubt my mother even earned an afterthought from him. I know I didn’t. For reasons beyond my understanding, she didn’t see it worth forcing him to support a child he didn’t want.
Both were wrong and I am left living with the consequences of their actions.
After my mother passed from complications of the heart a little before my fourteenth birthday, I bounced around fr
