dn't want me. For many years, I imagined various theories, until I accepted that I was just a reject. I am about to turn eighteen, and in two months I w
noticed that people only liked to adopt babies and children until they were at least five years old. So, I stopped deluding myself a
e of each other. I say with a sarcastic smile. ''Please, Eva, let me finish this research, I don't have time for this nonsense" I say, and go back to reading the book I was concentrating on before Eva arrived. You shouldn't think like that Lara, this could still be your chance" She says, with her eyes full of tears, and I know she's like that because she knows that in two months I have to leave the orphanag
ior, who had arrived, and I hadn't even noticed. She says with a certain trace of mystery in her voice: "Possibly t
t going to believe that a rich couple could really have any interest in adopting someone who is about to come of age. You can save tha
r, never forget that.'' She says, and I look at her, as always, with t
bed reading a book. ''Lara, the mother superior says that you also need to get ready'' Mother Carl enters. She's li
ver to me. '' She said it's an order, not a request, y
me? If they choose me, it won't be for