Chapter 17: Daughter or Sister?

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Rosie's POV:

I love my wife, I really do but her sister is a fucking bitch. She can't say that about a kid. She is so innocent and that poor girl did nothing. I thought Laura was a good person but she isn't.

"Get her out of here." I mumbled going upstairs.

Rose looked conflicted as I stormed upstairs. I knocked on Y/N's door and she said 'come in'. I walked in and smiled sadly. She looked up at me and her eyes were filled with tears.

"Oh no." I rushed over and scooped her into my arms as we laid down.

"Why does she hate me?" She asked starting to cry again.

"I don't know baby, I don't know." I hummed.

I held her close and kept holding her till I heard yelling downstairs. I heard Rose yell which isn't something she does often. Rose was yelling at Laura. I never heard her get this defensive. Normally Rose just takes everything as a joke but this isn't a joke no more.

I just held Y/N then I turned to grab my laptop. I turned it on and went on youtube. We watched a few of our old videos. They made Y/N laugh and smile, which made me happy. She kept staring at the screen and humming.

I held her close as I watched the screen. She started falling asleep which is when I heard a slam from downstairs. But before I could get up to check I felt a weight on my side. I glanced down and noticed she was asleep. Smiling I heard someone come upstairs.

Rose entered the room, her face had tear stains but instead of questioning it I put the laptop away and open my arms. She walked over and laid down on my other side. She cuddled into me as she let out a small sob. I would too she had the biggest battle on her hands.

Her daughter or her sister?

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