Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 893 Feeling Sorry for Her

Nathan peeled out of there like a bat outta hell.

Nobody had a clue a dude got whacked here, except for Selena, who'd been chilling in her car a bit away and didn't bother to come over.

Selena figured since she didn't scoop up Max, she'd swing by to see if Betty managed to snag a cab. She sure didn't expect to catch that wild scene.

She was too far to catch the deets of their beef; all she saw was Nathan offing someone and Betty nearly taking Nathan out.

Ronald once told her Betty was like a desert rose, a cactus. Try to pick her, and you'd end up bleeding.

Guess he was spot on.

Selena hung around for another ten minutes before cruising over.

She played it cool, like she just got there, and rolled down the window. "Still no cab? Hop in, I'll give you a lift."

When Betty saw her, she suddenly felt like bawling.

People are funny like that. When no one's around to see their pain, they can tough it out.

But the second someone shows a bit of care, all the bottled-up feelings come crashing down.

This time, Betty didn't argue and slid into the passenger seat without a word.

As Selena hit the gas, she heard Betty sniffling.

just

memorized Betty's address before, and after a long hour, they finally

lights were still on, meaning

handed it over. "Dry those tears. Your

quickly dabbed at her face. "Ms. Fair, sorry about this. I'll head

watching her go

spotting a stack of papers Betty left behind. She grabbed them and hurried after

their faces, she noticed they

were sitting in the cramped living room, worry

held onto her dad, Hubert Anderson, and slowly shook her head. Seeing this, Betty

about her abortion. They were

was this unspoken gap between parents and kids, and with everything going sideways,

scared that even a tiny bit of

sat there, not saying

for a bit,

her heart was

she get knocked up before tying the knot? They'd been through so much. Now that Hubert and

"Dad, Mom, I'm so sorry for

out who replaced her, Aria wouldn't have targeted her and pulled

Donna just

on his cigarette,

hand, hanging by her side, slowly clenched into a

while, Donna asked, "Feeling any better? Why didn't you tell us? Why go through the

in front