Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee Book 2

Chapter 213-The Sick f*uc*k!

I took the picture when Pamela walked downstairs with a broom in her hand. “You are leaving?” She saw me turn on my heels and asked a question.

“Yeah! I think it is better we stay away from this stuff for now. It reminded me of my own childhood.” I smiled awkwardly, watching her grimace at me.

“But you wanted t—” she couldn’t deliver her words because I have run past her to upstairs already. I had this weird feeling inside my heart that I couldn’t shake off.

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From the picture I found, there was no doubt that my mother was the sidechick. Does that mean I am Flex’s daughter?

But Pamela said the baby died.

I had a sh*t ton of feelings and questions, and none of them could be resolved by themselves. I realized it was time my mother left this goddamn bed and started answering me now.

“Wake up!” I entered my bedroom and snatched the blanket away from my mother, who had hidden so many things from me that I keep finding things every second of my miserable life.

rubbed her eyes and stretched, cracking her bones and comfortably sitting up after

I could do because she

I muttered at her, leaned over her, and pointed my

muttered back, grabbing my finger to twist it, but I freed myself

folded her arms over her chest, refusing to speak to me. “You cannot stay silent and think I will leave you be. I have been working my a*s*s off so that you can enjoy whatever phase you are in, but now I want answers. Either you tell me or I will start digging, and you better believe it will be nasty for you,” I was

Elex, okay?” She scoffed, thinking that

fooled me with her manipulation. She stared at the picture for a moment before her face turned pale and her

act like I am hurting you or something. I just want to know if I am— if Elex was

time, I was prepared for it. I grasped her hand mid-air and prevented the hit. She

demanded, making her shake her

muttered, clenching her jaw with every word she delivered. That’s when the door

my mother’s hand from my grasp and pushed us apart, asking, “What is wrong with you two? All you do is fight,” she started lecturing us while my mom was pacing back and forth.

go that easily.” I yelled at my mother, making

I did so

two are scaring my son,” Pamela held my hand and started dragging me out of the bedroom, “Just stay in my room for now,” she softly spoke, making it seem like she was feeling bad for me for

inside with my mother to lecture her on how to take care of a young she-

was jolted by the voice from behind me, breaking my stare at the