She finally turned to me, her eyes thin as she let her hands go to her waist.
"I don't think I need to explain myself to a rebel."
I gave a small laugh, my eyes thinning as I took a step further. "A rebel? No. A free woman? Yes. If it takes rebellion to be free, then maybe..."
"You call this obsession freedom? You call wagging your tail after a man who is way older than you freedom?"
"If that is what I want, then yes. Yes, it is. I can legally adopt a child now, so why am I not allowed to think for myself? Love coles in all forms, mom. I don't think you understand that because of how cold you are, but seeing how you are wagging your tail after another woman's husband, I think you might understand. If your love could come in the form of another woman's husband, why can't mine come in t
