Amelia rested one hand on the couch.
Amanda opened her arms.
Nobody moved.
« I know this is emotional, » she said with a small laugh. « But I can finally be your mother again. »
The room seemed to shrink.
« I can finally be your mother again. »
« I needed time, » she continued. « I was grieving. There was no future left after your father died… and I was still carrying you. »
She glanced toward me.
« Now things are different. I have money. I can finally give you opportunities you never would’ve had here. »
Here.
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