Bk 3 - Chapter 21 - Confessions

Kylie

My mind was reeling. My own mother thinks I took off with her husband? How did this become my life? To top it all off, this sudden change in Edgar was horrifying to realize. He never paid me much attention growing up. He wasn't mean or cruel, but we didn't share blood or much of a relationship. He had never nurtured me as a father, and I was okay with that. I had a dad that did that for me. Moe was everything a father should be and I adored him.

Edgar barely paid me any attention. If anything, and especially when I was younger. I felt that I annoyed him a bit. I was and still am a brat, after all. I can own that shi8t. That was my thought until I came home a few months ago. Once I became aware of his intentions, I left. I had no support from Mother, so I couldn't stay there in his house. And it was his house. I was under no illusions that my mother had any say in anything but the household staff and decorating. But I especially noticed this once he started his advances. I have n