Chapter 18

“Hello,” I told the woman who ditched me when I was a baby.

I didn't choose to hug her. I would be uncomfortable and truly. She didn't deserve for me to just fall into her arms.

Here, she is experiencing the perfect life when I struggled many nights pondering about how and what I was going to eat before retiring to bed.

I took a second to glance her over. She has the same hair color as me. Though hers is remarkably highlighted, I can still see her original color beneath the blond streaks. The black dress she is wearing looks to be pricier than everything I have combined. I look at her face, trying to find myself in her beautiful features, but she has makeup on her face going along with her dark red tinted lips.

I tentatively raised my shaking palm and held it out to her.

“Oh,” she stammered, her brilliant smile falling into a frown as she looked down at my hands. “I'm glad you are here, Lexi,” she said, sounding sincere, grabbing my hand gently with her white coated nails, and she s