CHAPTER 182: I HATE YOU

SERAPHINA’S POV

I watch her face morph into shock and disbelief, both folded hands dropping to her sides, eyes watching me as if I’m a crazy psychopath who just walked in.

It hurts to see it, guessing that she forgot what I even looked like, if she ever thought of me as a daughter at all.

My first reaction is anger, a burning rage that boils my blood and fills me with hate. Suddenly, I feel stupid for being nervous and excited about someone who simply forgot my existence.

“Do you not remember me? The child you abandoned on the doorsteps of an orphanage with the most awful letter. Your child - possibly the only child,” I say.

Fear pierces my chest at the possibility of not being the only one she's given birth to, at the thought of younger siblings who possibly never got to know her voice and love.

Tears brim in my eyes, and I feel too embarrassed by the fact that she didn’t remember, and by the people watching me break down in front of a woman I’ve never met before.

I turn to leave, no