“Lyra!” Lyra tried to ignore her sister. Since Andromeda found out that she was expecting, she was unbearable, always arguing with Lyra, always blaming her. When she didn’t stop calling her name, she turned around: “What do you want?”

“Listen, I know, I haven’t been fair to you lately, but please, hear me out: I’m sorry. Look, you’re a single mother and I know that it won’t be easy for you raising a child on your own. Percy and I have the capacities to help you.”

“Stop! What are you trying to tell me?”

“You’re too young to raise a child on your own. I just want to help you. We can raise it. You know I’m good with children. Hell, I would’ve been a birth queen, if…”

“Oh, shut up! I don’t need your help, and I’m not alone! Aldric and I can do this!”

“Oh, you can’t be serious! You and that Sim slug! Come one, you know that that won’t work out. Sims are evil, Lyra! You know that!”

“Aldric and his family are not evil, you squid! They are kind and they would never hurt us!”

Andromeda scoffed: “You are barely an adult! You don’t know the real world. You know what? Forget it. But don’t come back when you realise that they are mean spiteful beings! Juliet!”