"No.. no, please don't say something so scary like that," Lily gasped and begged Emmelyn to stop talking about death. She looked at poor little Harlow and thought about her life without her biological mother.
"Lily, listen to me," Emmelyn interrupted her friend. "I want to know if you can promise me this... that you will protect Harlow at any cost until my husband returns. If not, I will look for other people to trust my daughter."
Her persistence made Lily swallow. She had never seen Emmelyn look curt like this.
Emmelyn had always been friendly and sweet, but now she was like a mama bear who was wanting to protect her cub and she wouldn't let people question her decision.
"Why would you look for other people?" Lily asked. "Of course I will protect Harlow. I just—"
