Purple Summers pursed her lips and said nothing, yet her expression showed resistance.
Alexander Summers was somewhat surprised and asked, "Don't you want to find your parents?"
With a deep sigh, Purple Summers closed the book and said, "I don't want to."
Alexander's thoughts shifted as he guessed that maybe Suzanne Saunders couldn't accept Purple's origins. After all, this wasn't as simple as accepting a body; it was about social relationships as part of an individual's identity.
Who was her father? Who was her mother? Her father's uncles, aunts, siblings, and the various relations of her mother's family, these ties weren't something one could easily sever.
If they were all sensible people, that would be fine, but if by bad luck she encounters gamblers or drunkards, she could end up entangled with them indefinitely.
