I felt my eyelashes tremble. He was calling the woman who had taken everything from me, my sister. Did he forget what Lily had done to me?
I was swapped and kept away from my real family for seven years by Lily’s mother, abused and neglected. When I was finally found by my birth parents, Lily made sure I was blamed and humiliated, stripping me of any love or acceptance I might have received. Her mother and she didn't stop at just taking my family — they destroyed my dreams and left my hand permanently damaged.
I would never forgive Lily, much less accept her as my sister.
“She is not my sister,” I retorted. “She’s just the daughter of a trafficker.”
My defiance earned me a slap from Ethan.
“Samantha, you’ve gone too far. Apologize to Lily right now.”
“I won’t.” I stared defiantly into his eyes, my fingers digging into my palms so hard I felt the skin break. Blood seeped through the bandage, but it couldn’t compare to the pain in my heart.
The same man who once tore up over my smallest injury had now struck me for the first time — all for Lily.