Freya's Pov
I found Catherine in the rose garden, kneeling in the dirt and trimming her flowers like nothing bad had happened in the world. The late afternoon sun made everything glow, and for a second it almost felt peaceful, even with all the mess Selene had left behind.
“Catherine?” I said quietly.
She looked up and smiled, the kind of soft smile that made you feel safe. “Hey, sweetheart. Come sit.”
I dropped onto the bench next to her. “I want to know about my mom. Not just the big stuff. I want the little things. What made her laugh. Her favorite color. The silly everyday things that made her… her.”
Catherine’s eyes went far away, like she was flipping through old pictures in her head. “Lucia loved thunderstorms. She’d run outside in the second the sky cracked open, arms out, fa
