immons
She pushed right past me, grabbed Camilla'
hided hypocritically. "You just had a baby, you should
to Harding's shoulder, but she quickly stole
d and interrogated me, her voice shrill. "What ri
it the child your whole family knew perfectly well about, y
thing but a poor girl after money, latching onto my son. Camilla co
had nothing, I worked two jobs to help pay the rent for his r
rated you back then because Harding found you somewhat novel. Camilla is the one wh
rd my mother st
my rage. "Loved her enough to let her secretly give birth outside w
mack rang out. Karen slapped me hard acr
about my son that
finally spoke up, though his
you let lower-class girls like this through the door-absolutely no breedi
Karen with teary eyes. "Karen, please don't. It's not Isla's fault. I... I made a mista
heart, you're just too kindhearted, tha
tly mimicking fragile remorse. "Isla, I am truly, from the bottom
hat had once promised m
ght, or are you sorry for dest
t wanted to be loved. Har
you wanted-him, and his
s raining down. "No! I n
this nauseating performance. I t
fter me and grabbed my arm. "D
ur mother just hit me, humiliated me, and you s
" he pleaded desperately. "She
red back sharply. "When have y
t the floor
supported you. And what I got in return was betrayal, and
houts, Karen's roaring, and Camilla's fake sobbing far behind m
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