“hello my queen” I responded. Her head turned over to me and her eyes widened as they met mine.“what are you doing here hon?” she asked, sitti...g up slightly.“I’m here to go to bed, this is my room now too” I shot back in a relaxed tone. I already knew what was going to happen, I played it out in my mind many times. After having a crush on my mom since I was a teenager I couldn’t hold it in anymore. I walked over next to the bed, opposite the side she was laying on and began to remove my. Nathan and Roj both had carefully neutral expressions at her comment which made her worry. "Mornin' guys," she said with a bright smile to warm them up."Hey," Roj said then looked down at his plate."Are you okay?" Nathan asked as he maintained that oddly blank expression."Yeah." Hilly sat as she laughed, "No post-traumatic stress or anything."Nathan glared at Ben for some reason then looked away."What's going on?" Hilly asked him as she caught Ben's face flush from the corner of her. ’ ‘I’m not stupid, and in case you’ve never taken the time to notice – and you haven’t – I’ve gotten this far in life without you and your shit attitude. And I was a lot happier before you. With you around, I’m miserable. My life is gonna feel like one big party for me without you in it.’ She took off her engagement ring, ‘Be sure to complain to my father for my behavior as you always do. I don’t want to marry you, now or ever. I don’t ever want to see you again.’ She dropped the ring in his. And it was bent a little, her shoulders bowed a little to that which she had to face in her twenty-five years of life. A foster kid. Some of the pain she experienced in her unpleasant encounters with strangers who she was thrust into watching them playing fathers and mothers and doing a bad, sometimes a perverse nasty, sometimes a mean nasty, job of it would flash in her eyes.Maybe my peaceful nature, as lackluster as it may have been, was her bond to me. We were very different. Her difference.