Sierra
I stared at the woman in front of me. I looked at Rebecca, and she looked at me in confusion. Marcus stood straight by the car door. I saw him take out his phone.
“I’m sorry, I think you have the wrong person. My mother is Anna Petrov.”
“No, I know my daughter when I see her. Your father, Kevin, and I made you. You came from my body. I’m your mother.”
I chuckled. “Okay, let’s get something straight. My chosen mother is Anna Petrov. My fiancé’s mother, Luna Angelo, is another mother of my heart. You, I don’t know you. My biological mother disappeared when I was a young girl. If you say you’re my egg donor, then it’s nice to meet you.”
She gasped hard, her hand going to her chest, tears filling her eyes. People who were leaving the restaurant or entering stopped to watch t
