Kendall's POV
The second Elena said, "Ask your mother," something in me cracked, I just knew it.
It wasn't her tone, or even the insult. It was the way she said it. Like she knew something I didn't. Something I was never meant to find out.
"How can you even talk to me like that, Elena?" I scoffed. "So that means you've moved on? Left me for another man again??" After everything I did! The whole stupid party for...
Why did it seem hard to say the word "my mother,"?
I'd been having some doubts, but it was just a strange feeling towards everyone. I felt like I didn't belong. My initial hair was blonde, but my mom started dying my hair before I could even open my mouth to start talking.
Lana shared slight resemblance to my dad, and maybe I looked like my grandma a little, but that was j
