Free Breaking Bedlam (Beautiful Bedlam Book 2) by Ali Harper

through her angry alcoholic moods. She moved over to the sink with the bottle in hand.
     
    “What are you doing? That’s the last bottle!” Maria yelped and chewed on her nail anxiously.
     
    “You know what mom, I honestly can’t remember the last time I saw you without a glass of some sort liquor in your hands. Don’t think I don’t see you slipping scotch in to your coffee in the morning when Meredith and Cora aren’t looking.” Sienna said soberly as realization suddenly dawned on her.
     
    “Oh here comes the judgment! Just whom do you think you are passing judgment on me? Treating me as if I’m some alcoholic!” she hissed, her eyes still glued to the bottle as if she were hypnotized.
    “Then you don’t mind if I do this then.” Sienna responded by throwing the remaining alcohol down the drain.
     
    “You stupid, stupid little girl! Now look at what you’ve done!” she screeched as she jumped over to the sink only to see her beloved poison seep down the drain. Sienna ignored her and continued her line of questioning.
    “So if you and Robert dated way back in high school. How long was your affair with him? The entire time you were married?” she asked feeling disgusted and ashamed of her own mother.
    “No it wasn’t like that. Your father was always away working, neglecting me and I knew Robert for years . We were both unhappy in our lives at that point and it kind of just happened.” She said defensively.
     
    “Oh poor you!” Sienna shouted.
    “Don’t you dare shout at me!” she screeched.
    “You had better lower your voice, the last thing you want is for your precious daughters to find out what a lying tramp you are.” She hissed.
    “You can judge me all you want, but you’ll understand when you’re older. How it feels to be stuck in a loveless marriage, watching all your friends moving forward in life with their careers, and with whining selfish children to attend to every hour of every frickin’ day til the day you drop dead! So what if I like a little drink now and again? So what if I like to go out sometimes for a bit of fresh air? Does that make me a bad mother?” she blubbered and started crying. Sienna went and shut the kitchen door. The last thing she needed was the terrible twins to barge in and attack her then find out about her mother’s infidelities; they would ruin her if they ever found out.
     
    “I never said you were a bad mother.” She sighed as she paced around anxiously.
     
    “You didn’t have to. I can see it in your eyes. The judgment. The hatred.”
    “I don’t hate you, mom. I’m not exactly you’re biggest fan right now but I don’t hate you.” Sienna murmured and reached for the old photograph of her mom and a baby Sienna in the hospital.
    “You said earlier you sent this photo to my biological father. He sent it back?” she asked quietly already knowing the answer. Her mom nodded and scowled as if recalling the foul incident.
    “He didn’t want to know anything about you. He wanted no part in your life and that was fine by me because you already had an amazing father at home waiting for you. Your father did keep one photograph of you but he never said asked about you.” She replied soundly.
     
    “So… you went over to Robert’s house. How is he? Did he… mention me?” she asked curiously after a short moment. Sienna could tell her mother was just itching to ask that question all night. “No. He didn’t. Although Grace had a good laugh about grandma.” Sienna said candidly.
    “ Grace . I can’t believe they’re still even married. Its only because of the boys he’s still with her.” She scowled bitterly igniting deep sympathy and pity in Sienna’s heart for her mother.
    “You still love him? After all these years?” she sighed.
    “Your father was a good man, a good father and I loved him but he was obsessed with work, money and success.” She sighed relieved for the first time in her life for having the truth out in the