Chapter 3

My blunt response instantly shattered Willow's fragile facade.

She burst into loud, wailing sobs. "I knew you had a problem with me. If I'd known it would be like this, I would never have come back!

"Mom, Dad, just send me back to that dump to fend for myself. I'm not a real Banks. I don't deserve to go home."

My biological mother immediately started cooing and comforting her, calling her sweetheart over and over again.

"Who said you aren't our daughter? Your father and I raised you for seventeen years. Of course you are," she said. "In our hearts,…