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“No,” Amara said slowly. “You are not. A mother doesn’t do what you did. A mother doesn’t destroy her daughter’s happiness and call it love. You are not my mother. You are a monster.”
For the first time, Gloria’s face showed real emotion.
Anger.
“How dare you?” she hissed. “After everything I’ve done for you?”
“You got exactly what you wanted,” Amara said. “You got rid of Amecha. You controlled my life. You made me your perfect heir.”
“Yes,” Gloria shouted. “Because you were too blind to see what was good for you. Someone had to save you from yourself.”
“I didn’t need saving,” Amara said quietly. “I needed my husband. I needed my family. And you took that from me.”
She turned to leave.
“Where are you going?” Gloria demanded.
“Away from you.”
“You’ll calm down,” Gloria said. “You’ll see I was right. You always do.”
“No,” Amara said. “For the first time, I’m seeing clearly.”
“I’m going to take care of Amecha and Zara,” she continued. “I’m going to give them everything you tried to take from them.”
“You will do no such thing,” Gloria said. “That man is a liar. That child may not even be yours.”
“She is mine,” Amara said. “And I’m going to be her mother, whether you like it or not.”
Gloria’s eyes flashed.