SLOANE

I felt torn as I stood there before her.

She was glaring straight in my soul, waiting for an answer but I couldn’t give her what she wanted.

Her son was the one who came to meet my parents and brought me to his home. If I was going to be sent away, I felt he should be the one to do it. Not her.

Does she even realize her son’s mark was on me? It wasn’t just about my background now. It had to do with her son’s life. This was the only way out for him. Rejecting me after ...