Miranda's POV
I felt relieved knowing Elara was okay and knew the truth, I didn't have to struggle with how to disclose it to her.
It was strange how the house seemed quieter after Elara left. From the window, I watched her figure fade into the distance. My hands trembled as I clutched the windowsill, my heart heavy yet oddly at peace. Tears trickled down my cheeks as I whispered, "Stay safe, my child."
For years, I had carried the burden of keeping her safe, holding onto secrets that weren’t mine to reveal. But now, as she walked away, I realized my role in her life had reached its turning point. It wasn’t relief I felt but it was hope. Hope that Elara would fulfill her destiny, as her mother had always believed.
I stepped away from the window and reached for the phone. My fingers sh
