Reborn From Oblivion (Nellie and Cameron) novel Chapter 1039

Seeing the stubborn resentment on Miranda’s face, Greta felt as if she were staring into a mirror.

Whenever Nellie seemed to be doing well, Miranda’s bitterness grew darker. She envied Nellie’s beauty, envied that she’d married such an incredible man, envied her for clawing her way out of the mud and making it all the way to the top.

Greta was done with her mother’s jealousy twisting everything. She snapped, “You raised her? You really have the nerve to say that out loud? Is that what you call raising someone?”

“You spent every day lying around, barely alive, while she was just a kid out begging on the streets. You didn’t just ignore her—you took the huge child support her dad sent and kept it for yourself, letting her grow up dirt poor.”

“Do you even know? She’s the most powerful woman in the Capital now. But she hates you. She hates you more than anything.”

Miranda’s anger faded into a quiet sort of defeat. Maybe she was finally remembering what she’d done. Tears lined her face, bitter with regret.

“I only ever did it for you…” she muttered, shooting Greta a sharp look, her words clearer than they’d ever been. “If I’d known you’d turn out so useless, I’d never have put all my hopes on you.”

“Just think—if I’d treated her a little better, I’d be living the good life right now. I made the wrong call. I was blind, really.”

Greta’s eyes went wide. It was like ice was flooding her veins.

Her whole body shivered. In this world, everyone who ever loved her ended up regretting it. Cameron, who’d spoiled her rotten; Patrick, who’d watched over her as she grew up; even Miranda, who’d always played favorites—every last one of them. They all ended up wishing they hadn’t loved her.

That truth broke something inside Greta.

Suddenly, she clapped her hands over her ears and yelled, “If I’m so awful, why did you even have me? Did it ever cross your mind that being born sick was a curse for me?”

Miranda just stared at her, lost, as if the last few minutes had vanished completely. Almost out of habit, she softened, “Greta, what’s wrong?”

“Are you feeling sick again?”

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