“How could she do that?” Daphne cried. Martin was sitting on the grass, letting her let it all out. “She zei it was my fault. She zei I had to divorce Roland and when I told her I was pregnant she zei it was a devil’s child and I had to kill it”
“She was jealous of the bond we have” Martin explained.
“But why did she have to take my baby? She was all I had left” Daphne cried.
“She wanted u to think she’s all u have left” Martin said.
“She put me in a clinic!” Daphne yelled hysterical. “I started drinking, because I felt guilty about your death and because she zei I couldn’t keep my baby. When Alex was born, Zoey brought me to the clinic. She told the doctors I was an addict and that I needed help. When I confronted her with it, she zei she never zei I should kill my baby, that it was all in my head and that it proved I needed help. She zei I was incapable of raising a child and so she would. Then she left”
She looked up at Martin. “What kind of sister does that?”
She let herself fall on the ground and cried her hart-, hart out.