"I don't know..." Tracey shook her head at the question. If she were being perfectly honest, she wanted nothing to do with her family. After all, they'd wanted nothing to do with her when she'd left Blaine. But at the same time, she wanted to help this girl more than anything. Was that more important than the way she felt about her family.
Tracey sighed and then pulled back slightly to meet his eyes. "Of course it is. When I left him... they kicked me out and disowned me because I was breaking off an engagement with an eligible pureblood man. They didn't care that he was abusing me, that I was living in constant fear. They haven't said a word to me for months, and now the only reason they're owling me is because of you. You know, it would be impossible for them to even understand that the fact that you're pureblood has nothing to do with why I feel the way I feel about you."
She groaned just slightly, pressing her eyes shut for a moment. "They should want to talk to me because they care. Because I'm their daughter. You'd think that my safety, my life, would be important to them. Especially because of Tamara..."