The view was blurry, tears were welling up in my eyes. Is that it? My mother's last words to me, her last letter and thoughts. I patted Heliusia in my backpack. A sad reflection in the mirrors as I stepped forward. My feet were soon counting the steps, glancing at the family photos hanging on the wall. Thoughts wander, unable to grasp the truth. Will I have the strength to defeat Lorenzo? Will I have to drink my mother's abandoned Helusia? My fingers brushed away the tears rolling down my cheeks. The last step, the path before me, and soon a door and two worried brown eyes staring at me.
"Are you all right?" Quin's worried voice echoed in the quiet corridor.
"Yeah, I guess." I glanced towards the end of the hallway.
Wordlessly, we moved in the right direction, the steps and the silen
