Victoria turned to Sienna, her eyes cold.
"And you. You encouraged this, didn't you?"
Sienna's throat tightened.
"I didn't know-"
"Of course you didn't." Victoria's voice dripped with contempt. "Because you're not her mother. You never will be."
The words hung in the air like a verdict. Sienna felt the weight of every nurse's sidelong glance, every whispered comment. *She's not the mother. The real mother would have known.*
Victoria swept past them into Rosalind's room, leaving Sienna standing alone in the hallway, humiliation burning through her veins.
(Author's POV)
Aurora hummed as she unlocked her apartment door. Phineas followed her inside, carrying the shopping bags.
"Make yourself comfortable," she said, heading to the kitchen. "I'm going to cook something."
Phineas raised
