But when Grace finally stood in front of Aurora and spoke, she realized the truth was nothing like she had imagined.
She had been far too naïve.
“Aurora, that’s not what I meant.”
Grace spoke helplessly. “I was young back then. I really was reckless and short-sighted. I didn’t think that far ahead.
“I did hate your father. But Arnold was right. Those things were your father’s responsibility. They had nothing to do with you.”
Grace covered her head in distress. “I truly understand my mistakes now. All I ask is that you forgive me.”
“And how exactly do you want me to forgive you?”
“I hope… you can truly see me as your mother.”
When she said this, Grace’s eyes held a cautious, tentative hope.
She knew her words were asking too much.
When Aurora was young, she had always stayed by her side.
Yet back then, Grace never cherished it.
All her attention had been consumed by Tessa.
Even though Tessa was the child of her rival, Grace had still treated her well.
Before Grace could think further, Aurora spoke bluntly.
“Then tell me this—why were you so cruel to your own biological child, yet so kind to someone else’s?
“And more importantly, she was your rival’s child.”
At that point, Aurora did not know whether to laugh or cry.
“So were you truly kind, or were you just deeply hypocritical?”
“How can you talk like that?”
Grace felt both guilt and anger rise at once.
She believed her indulgence had led Aurora to speak to her without restraint.
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