My mother could be alive, and I didn’t understand why Grandmama had to look for her in the spiritual world or why Paul had to go to hell to be sure if she was alive or not. I opened my mouth, wanting to ask Lena what she meant by the mother and daughter thing, but I decided to close my mouth, staying quiet.
“It’s actually one of Paul’s worries that Solen would come and talk to you,” Lena said, leading me back to the bedroom. We sat on the edge of the bed, and Jeremy, confused as I was, went back to his chair and watched the two of us talk. “If that happens, Sai, don’t you ever talk to her,” she reminded me.
“Why?” was the only word that came out of my mouth.
Lena stood up. “I’m sorry, Sai, but it wasn’t my story to share,” she glanced at Jeremy. “Now that she’s awake, please don’t let
