"Well... I don't know anything about him. I sort of refused to live there with him the night I visited my mum. I haven't told anyone. I... I just don't know how to. Hey Remus, you have a son with me. I abandoned him at my mothers because I couldn't deal with it. He'll hate me. He doesn't even remember me. And I personally don't remember being attracted to him. I mean, what would you do?"
A single tear flowed from her eye as she tried to fight back the threat of breaking down again. Leaning her forehead into her hands, she let her hands slip back into her hair. This was the last person she should be talking to.
James doesn't want to have to deal with me, she thought to herself.