CELINE’s P O V

‘‘Auntie…’’ Brylee hesitantly called out to her, and then she turned to look at me with panic clearly visible in her eyes. ‘‘Please refrain from saying anything like that to Celine. She had no intention of doing it on purpose...’’

‘‘Who is it that you're calling Auntie?’’ Mrs. Anderson exclaimed with a frown etched deeply into her brow, her eyes getting wider. ‘‘I told you to address me as mom, didn't I?’’

Brylee focused ...