Their traded family

21. Clover

Hope's P.O.V

Her... Thank you for keeping her safe for me. That had to have been about me, right? But why wouldn't she say it to me? Why wouldn't she talk to me, let me know she was glad that my life hadn't turned out like hers?

And why the hell did I care?

With a fresh wave of tears and a pounding headache from dehydration, I ran up to my room, slowing my pace only once I was on the Alpha floor, where most of us were staying. The space couldn't fit all of us, yet I had no idea who was actually moved downstairs.

I could guess, though, and it didn't help the bitter aftertaste stuck on my tongue ever since I found out my biological mother, all this time, had been alive.

Silent as the night now, taking great care not to wake any of my family members up, I slipped into my room, my thought