Ann's eyes were wide with disbelief as she listened to Leah. "Leah, I never wanted to get back at you. I had no clue about the kids being switched."
Leah wasn't buying it. "Are you serious? Your husband swapped the kids on purpose. You're telling me you weren't in on it?"
Feeling utterly helpless, Ann tried to explain, "It was all John's idea. I honestly didn't know a thing. Years later, I discovered Xixi's blood type didn't match ours. Both my husband and I are type A, but Xixi's type B. Even with my limited education, I know two type A parents don't have a type B child."
Leah smirked, "Well, John's gone now, and there's no way to prove anything. You can say whatever you like."
Ann lowered her head, silent for what felt like ages. Deep down, Leah had started to believe her.
After a long pause, Ann spoke up, "No matter what, the way Xixi turned out is mostly my fault. I'm sorry to you, and I'm sorry to Xixi. I messed up; it’s all on me."
Leah sprang to her feet, emotions running high. "Ann, after all these years, how haven't you learned? Why do you always take on all the blame? When I said you deceived me, let your mom cozy up to my dad, knowingly helped in tricking me, tried to wreck my family, took my dad, or caused my mom's death, why didn't you defend yourself?"
"Why do you just accept everything I say?"
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