Aurora's POV. 60.
Mia’s voice was so soft, so eerily calm, it was almost sickening. “Mother, tell me, is it wrong to tell anyone that the father of my child is Luther? I mean, after I give birth, Luther and I can finally be together.”
My stomach twisted. The audacity.
Mother raised an eyebrow, her expression unreadable. “I don’t get it, Mia.”
Mia let out a soft sigh, rubbing her belly like she was some tragic heroine. “Fine. Considering the fact that Luther and I used to date—and you know fully well that almost everyone knows we were together—at the event tonight, people who knew me were there. They asked about my pregnancy.”
She paused for effect. “Then I told them.”
Her gaze flickered to me, her lips curling with false innocence. “But this ingrate here,” she pointed a sharp, man
