"Come on, tell me, when have I ever not stepped aside for you? Anything you wanted, I never even laid a finger on it!" Evangeline tried to talk sense into Julia, keeping her voice as even as possible. "Besides, it's always been you who's taken more from me, hasn't it?"
However, the moment she said that, Julia's eyes lit up like a spark had ignited within them, shining with an intense fire. "I took what's yours? Evangeline, don't you get it? All those things were meant to be mine from the start, none of it was ever yours!"
It was like she was echoing her mother, Lydia. "If it weren't for you and your mother, how would I have ended up the secret butt of jokes, the so-called 'illegitimate' kid everyone sneered at for years? And if it weren't for you, wouldn't I have picked up my beloved violin way sooner?"
It was downright maddening!
Evangeline's hands balled into tight fists as she shot back, "Did you ever stop to think that if it weren't for you and your mom, the three of us could still be living happily together? You talk about being laughed at, but what about me? I was just a kid when I lost my real mom, and now I've lost my dad too..."
The memories rushed past like scenes from an old movie, with her dad's dying wishes still ringing in her ears.
Too bad he only thought of the protection Evangeline had from the Fosters, never imagining then it would be Julia tying him up, leaving him defenseless.
"You dare to bring that up? Evangeline, don't you feel a twinge of guilt when you talk about Dad? You were the one who sent him to court, and now you want to play the heartbroken daughter?
"You're the reason my parents are gone, and now you show up pretending to care? Evangeline, I've got to hand it to you—you really surprised me!" Julia spat out the words with venom.
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