Harriet POV
"I feel like a fraud," I buried my head in my hand as I wailed.
I was sitting at Helen's dining table trying to ease my mind off the guilt that was burning within me.
"I can't look at her anymore because I literally promised her that she wouldn't need to go through that fate again, but here I am. I feel so frustrated," I complained again.
"You've got to take it easy on yourself child," Helen sighed "This is not your fault nor anybody's. I think you need to take the fight home," Helen reached for my hand on the table. "Have you tried calling the child's mother?" she asked.
"No," I shook my head "I can't face Adelia now. I am too angry to speak with her. How can she sit and not do anything about it?".
"Permit me to disagree," Helen said thoughtfully "I don't think any
