It had been a few days and Star stared at the DNA report. Lucien was without a doubt the father of Heather's child. She was in her mother's house. She sat in her old room looking out the window. Her parents were out there with their granddaughter.
She could not tell her parents. She wanted her mother but she could not tell her. She had to be a mother and not a daughter right now.
What comes next after this? She asked herself. What do I do? How do I fix everything again?
An aggressive part of her scoffed at that.
Why the hell would you want to try? It whispered; this man does not love you. He never will.
It was a painful truth. It was also time she opened her eyes and saw that.
Have some self-respect and let go, that angry part of her whispered.
It was done with all her nonsense.
