Chapter 49
"Dye can easily change that." His mother said. I knew she was enjoying this. I could hear the folly in her voice, she liked seeing me in distress.
"Yes, I'm a natural red-head but I dyed my hair three years ago. You have to believe me, that's not me. I've never been to England. I've never spelt with your father, that's my sister Alliyah." I stopped for a second and look at him but he was avoiding my gaze. "Alexander, please believe me. Don't you trust me?" I asked I knew the tears were there.
He looked up at me."Trust you?" he spat out. "Kalliyah, Alliyah or whatever your name is. Stop with the act. I've been searching for Alliyah Bisson for months and I haven't seen a thing. Stop lying and just admit it. You're the woman that ruined my parent's relationship. You're the mother of Henrique, I can't even believe I didn't pick it up before." He shook his head in frustration and angry while I cried. He didn't believe me, he didn't trust me. He believed his mother. I started crying.
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