A Surprising Twist of Fates (Sierra and Theo) novel Chapter 57

Chapter 57 Homeless 

Every word Vera sald was meant for Sierra’s own good. 

Yet, Sierra’s eyes filled with tears, her voice dry and strained as she asked, “Mom, why must I always depend on others to live my life? 

“When I was younger, 1 had a home because of Grandpa. But after he passed, 1 became a child with no home. 

“Now, you want me to marry into the Gray family, but have you thought about this? Grandpa Edward is old–what happens when he’s gone? 

“And as for Benson, he’s already humiliating me for another woman, Do you really think he’ll treat me well in the future?“ 

“I don’t want to cling to a shred of his affection or fleeting happiness just to survive. I still have a long life ahead of me, and I don’t want to live in a way where I can already see the end from the beginning.” 

She poured out everything she had been holding in 

Vera looked at her, stunned, as though she were seeing Sierra in a whole new light. 

“Didn’t you really want to marry Benson before?” she asked, her voice faltering. 

“That’s because I thought he cared for me too. Even with his bad temper and difficult personality, he was always good to me. 

“But now he’s in love with someone else. His feelings for me will only fade with time. Even if there’s still some affection left, how long will it last? 

Vera pursed her lips and spoke eamestly. “Sierra, you’re still young and impulsive. One day, you’ll realize that what I’m doing is for your own good. “I’m not trying to benefit the Shaw family. I just want you to have a better life. Once you marry into the Gray family and have a child, everything will be fine.” “And then it’ll be just like all of you–discarding a daughter and treasuring a son, right? Sierra’s voice was cold, her eyes filled with bittemess. “Sierra, that’s not what I mean…” 

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“I thought you were different from him. But I was wrong. Please don’t trap me with the life you’ve lived. I won’t be like you, enduring humiliation thurnbl” 

For the first time, Sierra spoke to Vera with such force and finality. 

Vera’s face drained of color, and her body shook violently as her daughter’s words hit her deeply. 

Sierra felt a tight pain in her chest as she spoke, the words leaving her struggling to breathe. She grabbed her bag from the table, ready to leave this suffocating home. 

Suddenly, the door was flung open with a force that shook the room. William stormed in, rage radiating from him, his glare sharp enough to cut through Sierra. Vera quickly stepped in front of Sierra, terrified that William might lash out, 

“Mom, step aside. If he has the guts, let him beat me to death.” Sierra’s voice was eerily calm as she met William’s gaze, showing no fear. “William, don’t get angry. Sterra is still young. I’ll talk to her,” Vera advised, trying to calm him down. 

William narrowed his eyes and scoffed. “Benson said he’ll set a wedding date soon. Until then, you’re staying in the Shaw residence. You’re not going anywhere.”