"So why are you telling me this?" Angela stammered, her eyes burning with anger. She didn't even know if it was because of what Renn had done or because the woman standing in front of her was actually his mother. "Why do you even care that I should know?"
"I've been in your position before, Angela," Principal Valois said. The wind brushed across her face, making her red curls dance around her shoulders. Looking at her, one wouldn't think she was lying. "People lie when they know you love them. When they see how vulnerable you are. Men are not worthy of our love."
Angela's chest tightened. "Do you even realize what you're saying?" she asked, covering her face with her palms, though no tears came. Her face burned with anger. She wanted to slap this woman, to storm off and face Renn herself. "I knew you had a son in this academy, but it never crossed my mind that it was him. I thought the bond between you two was different… not by blood."
