HAYLEY’S P.O.V

Andrea- or my mother- stood there with her eyes wide and her mouth open. I wasn’t sure what she expected when she walked into this house. Did she think that we would welcome her with open arms?

She turned to me but dad was quick to push me behind him. “Don’t you dare look at her.”

“She is my daughter,” Andrea spat. “I deserve to see her, I deserve to know her.”

“You lost that right when you gave her away. Stay the fuck away ...