Rosalie
"Why won't you just tell the boy the truth." Lexi scolded as I silently sat on my son's bed.
"So, what, he can detest me even more than he already does." I retorted.
"Cage would never hate us, not even if he tried, he's our pup, we raised and gave birth to him."
"Are you deaf or just plain stupid Lexi, he just said he wishes I wasn't his mother!" I snapped.
"He didn't mean it, he's just upset, and I don't blame him, he only wants to know the truth."
"So, what, you want me to tell my son that I'm some useless whoring slut that his father broke up with after raping her, is that it!"
"You are not a slut Rosalie."
"That's easy for you to say, you weren't the one who was caught in bed with another man, you weren't the one he raped mercilessly, you weren't the one who everyone looked down on, it wasn't you Lexi, it was all me!" Hot tears streamed down my cheeks.
"Ro-"