My mother was standing right there before me, the hood pulled back from her face. I was having a hard time processing what was going on and accepting the fact that it was indeed my mother who stood there.
"A little slow" She c****d her head and smirked. The bloodthirsty look and lack of warmth made her look entirely different. So different from the woman I had known as my mother.
"W-W-What.... What are you doing?"
"Doing what you should have done all along. But you were to goddamned slow to carry out a simple task even with the curse" mama didn't know about the curse.
It was Cytrona in her body. It definitely had to be.
"Cut the pretence Cytrona. We know it is you hiding within my mother's body" she laughed out loudly.
"Oh poor Cytrona. For so long she has taken the blame for every
