Kaida's POV
Wait, wait, wait… If what Rowena was saying was true, that such powers could only be inherited, then it meant one thing—it had to come from either my father or my mother.
But that made no sense. I never got to meet my mom. All I had of her were a few pictures my father showed me.
She was stunningly beautiful, and I looked exactly like her. We shared the same blue eyes, the same blonde hair, although hers was straight while mine had a bit of a curl, a wave that set us apart.
But beyond that slight difference, I was her mirror image.
“What do you mean it can only be inherited?” I asked Rowena, my voice firm as my curiosity sharpened my gaze.
My eyes bore into her, like I was trying to read her soul.
“It’s a gift,” Rowena said with a soft smile, as if that explained ev
