Kristel's steps were significant, and she didn't know where she was going. All she wanted was to be out of the place to think appropriately. Yet, she was still unstable and couldn't use her power which irritated her even more. She clenches her hand as the words of her grandfather repeated like a cassette in her mind.
But what emotion was she feeling? Anger and hurt. Hurt because her mother died and anger because her mother died for nothing, saving this world—leaving her. And what in return? Nothing! Not a single thing her mother did disappear, painting a lie in the minds of the people, including herself.
She couldn’t quite imagine her father keeping that a secret from her. Why? The question was troubling her mind now, and her heart was thumping furiously, and her eye’s vision started to
