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.

stretched,

could do because she had

muttered at her, leaned over her, and pointed

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

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

Elex, okay?” She scoffed, thinking that would be

what the heck is this?” thankfully, I have grabbed the picture, or else she would have fooled me with her manipulation. She stared at the picture

am hurting you or something. I just want to know if I am— if Elex was a weredragon? Is that why he was killed?” I questioned, watching her lower

ANSWER ME!” as I shouted, she rushed out of the bed to slap me, but this time, I was prepared for it.

I demanded, making her shake her

jaw with every word

do is fight,” she started lecturing us while my mom was pacing back and forth. Something was

I yelled at my mother, making

I did so much for you?” She

in my room for now,” she softly spoke, making it seem like she was feeling bad for me for having a mother who was always either shouting at me or

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

jolted by the voice from behind