Chapter 38

Guilia

Oh no. Maybe that was a mistake.

Harlot?

My ears tingled at the impudence at which my mom insulted Mama. If she could do that so confidently then it meant they had known each other before now.

A shadow of dizziness fell on me upon the realization. I staggered backward to find support.

“Mama Audrey, what’s going on? Why are the both of you trying to start up a glaring competition?” I asked with a dry chuckle, attempting to lighten the tension.

Her lips thinned, my eyes darting to her fists which were getting tighter with each passing second. My heart had begun to beat out of...