Brielle
“Don’t worry baby, I’m here now. How you got here doesn’t matter,” I said to him trying to calm him down and he nodded.
I dusted Micah off and sat him down gently against the tree as I went to talk to my supposed aunt.
“What do you want from me?” I asked her.
A smoke spread across her lips slowly but the smile didn’t reach her eyes. “It’s not what I want from you, my dear niece. It’s what I want for you,” she replied.
I narrowed my eyes, my stomach twisting in knots. “I don’t even know who you are. You say you’re my aunt, but I don’t remember ever hearing anything about you. Why should I trust anything you say?” I shot at her.
Her expression softened but it felt fake. It felt like she was just putting on a mask so I would trust her. “You were never told about me because
