CHAPTER 8
STEPHANIE
Wait…hold all the way up.
My next words explode out of my mouth. “You’re Daphne’s mother?”
Tess rubs her forehead. “Okay, well, I guess we’ve got to do this all over again.”
She levels me with a frank look. “Yes, Daphne is my daughter. I was only sixteen when I found out I had a baby on the way.”
Tess relays this information without any emotion in her voice, despite the bomb she’s dropping on me—maybe because it’s her second time around telling me.
“Grandma was very disappointed when I finally got up the courage to let her know I was pregnant. She raised me right, and she thought our generational cycle of teenage pregnancy would end with me. I thought she was trying to support me when she offered to help me labor and deliver at home. But shortly after the deliver
