Hilda was also beginning to understand Gianna. She was nothing more than a naive little girl who saw the world through rose colored glasses, and her delusions belied her sheltered upbringing. She'd never had to endure life's many cruel punches, and she was clueless as to how vicious mankind could be. She didn't know how ruthless it was out there in the real world.

Hilda hadn't wanted to be too hard on her, but as of now, she had to be cruel to be kind.

"So, Miss Dgoldz, it seems as if you're set on being with my mother."

Gianna was determined. "You have no right to interfere with our...