SOPHIA’S POV
Helen's face turned an ugly shade of red. Her hands shook at her sides, and I could see the rage building in her eyes.
"You ungrateful b***h!" she spat. "After everything this family has done for you! We took you in when you were nothing, gave you a name, a home, a daughter-"
"A daughter I almost died giving birth to," I cut in "A daughter you've helped turn against me."
Helen's hand flew up, and for a moment I thought she might slap me again but I didn't flinch. I was done flinching.
"You think you can just walk away?" she hissed. "You think Damien will let you take anything from this family? I'll make sure you leave with nothing. Nothing! You'll be back on the streets where you belong, begging for scraps-"
"Are you finished?" I asked. My tone was flat and
