“I… I didn’t want him near Angie”

            “He’s her father” she said matter of factly.

            “Still, he didn’t show his fucking face for months!” Bette tighten her fists again, holding her tears, “He can’t tell his daughter he’s going to come back and then go away without telling her good-bye. That’s not how fathers should treat their own children” she sat down on the bed and pulled her head in her hands.

Tina approached her and sat down, placing a hand on her back “I know, it unnerves me too. But I can’t keep him away from Angelica. She loves him…”

            “He doesn’t deserve her love!” she whined. The woman was on the verge of crying.

            “Bette, tell me… tell me why you’re acting like this”

            “I don’t want him near her”

            “Jesus, Bette! You’re not her mother, you cannot decide what—” she immediately stopped as she saw Bette’s expression. She was completely hurt.

Bette looked down, “You’re right” she whispered. Taking a deep breath she stood up and pulled herself together. “Let’s go downstairs, shall we?” the brunette exited the room, leaving behind herself a shocked Tina.

            They made her way downstairs, where they met Peggy half-way who asked Bette who that man with Angelica was, “He’s Angie’s father” Bette answered without showing any emotion. “I think there’s something I need to tell you” she added, “Um, this has been a total farce. I’ve never been married and I’ve never had a daughter. That’s it. I said it”

            “And why are you telling me this? You could wait until our deal was concluded”

            “I don’t know”

            “I think you know” Peggy said, looking at Tina. Bette did the same and lowered her head.

            “Sometimes it took us just a little thing to make us realize what’s really important” the old woman explained. And the answer is here; she placed a hand on Bette’s heart, “And I think you just realize that” The brunette looked at Tina, again. Peggy smiled and added: “Exactly, I think you got it. So, I think there’s no need for me to stay here anymore” she woman went to her room. She was going away.

            “What? Mrs. Peabody! Mrs. Peabody!” Alice tried to follow the woman, but Bette stopped her.