Fall From A Tree
*Aurora's Point Of View* It was her. It was really her. I pinched myself multiple times to make sure this wasn’t a dream and when I looked up again, she was approaching me. I could tell she was scared by the way her hands shook the moment they reached out to me. Almost as if she were about to hold a delicate flower that would wither with her touch. I tried to say something, anything, but the knot in my throat prevented me from doing so. As her hands cupped the sides of my cold cheek bones, heavy tears escaped from my eyes. “My daughter…. My little girl...” The pain in her voice made me regain my composure and made my heart break again when I thought about how many years she had been kept away from me, from her mate, from her family. My mother had suffered for more than ten years all
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