Willow's POVAunt Beatrice?A sharp pang of sadness settled over me. I was right there, kneeling at Leo’s wheelchair, stroking his hair, asking him how I could help him. I was his mother. How many times had I soothed him when he was sick or hurt? Why did he want Beatrice? I didn’t understand. Summoning up my courage, I addressed Leo.“What did I do wrong, love?” I asked him, reaching for his hand. “Please, help me to understand. Whatever it is, I’m so sorry.”Leo shook off my hand and refused to look me in the eyes.“I feel sick,” he said, changing the subject, neglecting to answer my question. “I just want you to leave me alone.”Oh.“Okay,” I said softly, standing. If he didn’t want to see me, there wasn’t much I could do. Beatrice stepped forward then.“It’s okay, Leo,” she declared. “I’m right here.”“Aunt Beatrice,” Leo said, holding out his arms for her. Beatrice made her way over to Leo, but as she passed by me, she whispered in my ear.“Diana and Edward might favor you, but
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