Linda pov..
Seeing her sitting beside me, I was so angry. Why is she here? I don't want to see her face. I know the words Andrew said to her must have hurt her, but I don't care. All this time, I have had a brother, someone I could call mine. Someone I would be happy to call my brother, but I was falling in love with him without knowing.
I tried hard to hold back the tears falling down my eyes. She is so wicked, and I can't believe I called her a mother.
After a while, she tried to touch me, but I moved away and turned to look at her.
"Please don't touch," I told her as I looked away and just stared at the wall. She tried to come closer to me again, and this time I stood up and looked at her.
