Chapter 34

• — I'm not, Lia, Sarah. I'm Marla Mackerson, your mother, lady of this farm. I'm not your nanny or your maid and never will be.
• Sarah looked at her mother. Now that was the real Marla. He tried to be kind, but deep down he was like everyone else. If he thought he was above, better because of a last name. But she wasn't all bad. But she couldn't be considered kind either. A woman fated to live forever beside a man she never loved, or even know the true meaning of the word happiness. She would never know what love was and that's why she couldn't understand what her daughter was saying.
• Sarah decided she wasn't going to budge this time. He was powerless to fight and feared the sadness and memories that tried to take care of him.