Chapter 33: The Deepest Wound
Una stood speechless as she shook her head disapprovingly at her daughter. She slowly placed her hands on her hips as if she was about to scold Layla. This reaction was infuriating to Layla who’s anger was reaching a boiling point.
“Layla,” Una began furiously. “You must reject him-“
Layla scoffed, “No, you will not tell me what to do. You have lost that privilege ages ago.”
“I am your mother,” Una's eyes filled with tears but they had no effect on Layla.
“Yes, you are my birth giver,” Layla corrected. “But you haven’t been my mother in a very long time. And also, I am a grown woman. Any parental right that you do not possess would be void due to that simple fact. But I would argue more than anything else in the world, you have not been a mother to me for as long as I can remember, you have lost the right to comment on my life.”
“I just want what is best for you,” Una said sweetly.
“My mate is what is best for me,” Layla glared.