Unwanted No More
“Take it and go rest.”
“No, Mom!” Scarlett whined, folding her arms. “I like it. I want it.”
She had always been like this—always wanting anything that belonged to Elowen, anything connected to her. In Scarlett’s mind, Elowen was just an illegitimate child. Why should she own nice things?
“I’ll get you another one,” Mrs. Whitemere said calmly, still holding the gift out.
“What do you mean?” Mr. Whitemere snapped coldly. “Scarlett wants it, so give it to her.”