Amelia made a noise of complete disgust in response before she growled, “I didn’t agree to do shit.” She barked angrily, “I got guilted and made to feel like less than a woman by that asshole because I couldn’t have children. And then by some “convenience” some woman he hooked up with three weeks before he met me, called saying she needed to see him. She introduced him to you and on her death bed, asked him to raise you. And I got stuck, because everyone kept screaming it was a miracle and going to fix everything.”
Harper nodded as she whispered, “Right, you couldn’t have a baby, he had a daughter with someone else and I needed a mother, and it fix the strain of you two trying. You could just be happy and in love. Only...you weren’t happy. You hate me too much.”
No, more like Amelia ha
