"Do you really think of me as your daughter? Or am I just a tool that you can use?" Kaitlin said with tearful eyes.
Mrs. Baldry was moved by her words, but when she heard the child babbling, she had to harden her heart and said, "Kaitlin, what makes you think so? Don't you know how much I love you? I've never let you suffer any grievances since you were a child. This is the only time. It would be best if you protected him this time. You are his aunt, after all."
Kaitlin was disappointed. Actually, Mrs. Baldry's answer was exactly the same as she had imagined.
She continued in a trembling voice, "Would you feel sorry for me if I told you that I didn't live a good life in the mental hospital at all?"
Mrs. Baldry took Kaitlin by her arm with a frown and said, "You silly girl, you're from the Baldry family. Your brother had told them to take good care of you before you went there. How could they treat you badly?"