The Beta's Rejected Daughter (Fiona) novel Chapter 35

Chapter 35

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“Fiona-” Lisa began with that desperate tone that once made me feel guilty and sad. “Lydia is your siste Can’t you give her a break?”

Her voice shook as she continued. “Do you really think just because you’re my true daughter with the same blood that you can steal the love Lydia deserves after wiping the shame you brought to us? You always want to make everyone focus on you. Why are you so selfish!”

I stared at her as her words echoed in my head with a bang, the kind that twisted my chest with both rag and disbelief.

Give Lydia a break?

The words sounded so bitter in my head as I recalled the past and how I had done everything to please them.

How many steps back had I taken?

How many times had I swallowed my pain so Lydia wouldn’t feel threatened? I cowered and cowered un there was nowhere left for me to retreat.

My own family truly believed I hadn’t done enough and still called me jealous. If not for that vision, wha would have become of me?

Death.

I would’ve fallen into a pit so deep there’d be no way out. But the Jensons don’t see it that way. To them, even that isn’t enough.

Maybe, they even want me to die and hand everything over to Lydia before they’d be happy. Honestly, they probably wished I was never born.

Actually, I never expected the kind of love and attention Lydia got from them because maybe she deserved it more than me. All I ever wanted was a tiny piece of it. Not much–just a sliver, a fraction of a percent–something small, just for myself.

Was that really too much? I’ve risked my life more than once for the Jensons.

I really thought maybe that would change things, but all I got back was cold indifference.

That little bit of love is something I can’t afford.

My eyes darted back at the woman I once called mother, now calling me selfish and protecting Lydia till

now.

I couldn’t hold back. “Like you said… Yes, I’m selfish. I’m self–centred. I’m unforgivable, and I don’t even deserve the Beta name. I wish I could drain the Jenson blood out of my veins and replace it with anything else. Carrying your family’s blood just makes me sick!

“So, Mrs Jenson, now that you’ve seen the real me that is selfish and shameful, go ahead and give up on me as your daughter. Love Lydia all you want! I don’t care. We should be strangers!”

8:28 am PPP

Chapter 35

Finishe

Smack!

I was faster; using my old senses, I grabbed Daphne’s wrist and gave it a sharp twist.

Daphne’s face twisted in pain, and she screamed like she’d been cut open.

Lisa’s face went pale. “Fiona, what are you doing? She’s my friend! Let her go!”

“So what? I don’t care!”

I let go, my face cold as I stared at Daphne, who clutched at her wrist, sweat beading on her forehead.

Lisa rushed to her. “Daphne, are you okay?”

Just then, the noise brought the Sky Dining manager running toward us.

He was tall–about 6’1“-handsome, well–dressed, and carried himself with authority.

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