"Dumping ground for my emotional baggage?" I repeated as I felt my chest tighten with the accusation. "How can you even think of that? We've been in each other's presence for less than an hour and that's what you think of me?"
She didn't answer, she just stared at me, her expression cold.
"Well," I whispered shaking my head, my voice trembling to hold back tears. "That's not true! I didn't… I never wanted that…".
Felicia's expression softened for a moment, but then her features hardened once more.
"Bottom line is, I didn't call you here for a reconciliation, Sienna," she said, her voice firm "To say the truth, I think we have both overgrown each other. You're not the girl I held in my hands 24 years ago and I don't blame you. I came because I felt it was my duty – my last duty as your mother to protect you, one last time. That's all this is,".
