A Malicious Swap
Joyce's small frame started shaking, and she insisted unwaveringly, "My name is Joyce, not Hazel! I have only one mom, and that is Lana. You're unfit to be my mom!"
Shocked, Christine staggered back and eventually collapsed onto the ground in defeat.
"Joyce!" I called out softly from a short distance away.
Without hesitation, Joyce ran toward me. "Mom!"
Christine's face twisted with panic when she spotted me. Then, as she watched Joyce and me embrace warmly, her eyes quickly filled with bitter resentment.