Seeking the familiar comforts of her maiden family and her mother, she had returned to Aethelgard to escape her crushing loneliness.
Setting past grievances aside, Mira felt absolutely zero emotional connection to Lacey. They couldn't even sustain a basic conversation. Sarah and George were perfectly polite, but they maintained the stiff, formal boundaries reserved for an uninvited stranger.
As she stood near the entryway preparing to leave, Lacey finally broke. "Mira, can't you just find it in your heart to accept me?"
"No. I can't. I'm sorry."
Lacey had never raised her. When Mira had first returned to the biological family, Lacey had offered no warmth, choosing instead to blindly protect and favor Mara.
"I know it's my fault. I was too focused on protecting that ungrateful brat's feelings. I failed you."
Lacey sobbed, wiping her tears.
"Tears won't change the past. You've seen it for yourself—my adoptive parents treat me wonderfully. It's best if we stay out of each other's lives."
Lacey's sobs grew louder. "Can't you just forgive your mother? I'm so incredibly lonely. Can't we just try to be a real family?"
"When I first arrived in Melvion City, Mara went out of her way to torment me, and Adrian looked at me like I was garbage.
When I desperately needed a mother's protection, you stood by Mara and treated me like an enemy. Where was your maternal pity then?"
Mira shot back.
"I admit I was wrong! But I raised Mara from infancy! We had a deep bond, and I had to consider her fragile emotional state."
Lacey pleaded desperately.
"And what about me? Was I supposed to be tossed away like trash? Did I deserve to grow up starving in a rural village?
After seventeen years, I finally found my way back, and your only concern was how my existence inconvenienced the daughter of a mistress?
Are you entirely out of your mind?"
"We're done here. You didn't want me as a daughter then, and I certainly don't need you as a mother now.



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