6
Hayley
While my mother explained to me about my father, fae, and the Spring Court, all I could think was that she had been reading too many fantasy novels.
Seriously? Me being a half-fae and heir to the throne of a fantasy land located in some other realm? That was a bit of a stretch.
Oh, s**t, what if my mother was losing it? What if she was having some early-onset Alzheimer's or something like that, and this delusion was part of it? I couldn’t deal with my mother being sick like that. She was too young, and she was the only one I had.
If something happened to her….
I sucked in a sharp breath and turned to the mirror over the dresser in my bedroom. I stared into my own eyes. Half-fae. How could that be? I was plain human.
I glanced at the closed bedroom door. I had locked it when
