Zeke and Bellamy stood there looking at me in shock, not sure what to think of what I had just said. They were staring at me like I was someone completely different.
“That’s your family.” Zeke said.
“So? What the hell have they ever done for me? They’ve hated me since I was born. Since I was the daughter that my mother always wanted. I was her favorite and they all hate me for that.” I said as I started fiddling with a necklace that hung around my stomach.
It was a large orange opal hanging from a white gold chain.
“Where did you get that necklace from?” Bellamy asked.
“My mother gave it to me. I told you, she favored me and they hate me. They never gave me a chance.” I said.
“Why did your mother favor you?” Zeke asked.
“I don’t know. No one ever told me. She just did.” I said
