Chapter 37
Travis
I sat on the edge of my bed, elbows on my knees, head in my hands.
Everything felt like it was unraveling too fast for me to catch my breath.
Thw thought that my mother was alive.
Ariel, still echoed in my mind.
The woman I had mourned for years… now back, flesh and blood, standing like a ghost in a room meant to crown my future with Sheila.
But that wasn't the end of the surprises. She goes on tell me she was bansihed by my father for the reason that she was a .. WITCH.
And that I'm half witch.. how? How is that even possible?
And my father?
That bastard had the audacity to barge into her room and try to chase her out again. To act like the walls weren’t closing in around the mess he created.
I stared at the floor, the grain of the wood blurring as my thought
