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A few minutes later, she started to ask me questions I literally would not want to entertain, but she has been nothing less than a kind mother to me, so I should be nice with my response.

"They tossed you for being unmarried; am I wrong?"

I swallowed my saliva while looking down.

"She sounds like she knows stuff about me," I thought.

Now more than ever, I felt so scared and uncomfortable around her.

"My name is Emily, and I am glad to meet you."

"You are such a beautiful young girl; how did you end up being a rogue?"

I felt so embarrassed and pathetic, and while she prefers those lines, I hate it when I am called that; it is not as if it was intentional; I was drunk.

"My name is Elina. Nice to meet you."

"You don't have to feel bad; I am a rogue too. I fell pregnant with a man that wasn't my mate, not as if I did not know; I forced myself on him as his charming muscles were irresistible; he had a curly bob and light blue eyes. When I found out I was pregnant, I never told him because h