Eralia’s POV
My mother stops me, holding up her hands, staving off my words. ‘Sorry, I shouldn’t have said anything, ignore me’ she mumbles quickly. She forces a trembling smile, quickly wiping at her eye with her fingers.
‘I don’t know what your plans are regarding the kids’ she continues, her voice a little steadier as she steers us away from her outburst. ‘But, if you want to apply for guardianship, I want you to know that I’ll support your application. I won’t argue against it or anything. I can write a letter to CPS about everything you did over the years if it will help, or they can come here and interview me . . .’ Mum’s smile wavers as she looks at me. ‘You are the best mother they could ever have, baby, I want that for them . . . but only if you want it too. I’ll . . . I’ll also
