Kaida POV
I eagerly made my way toward where I had heard Irene shout from, finding myself in my mother’s old office. I looked around the room in confusion, wondering what she could have possibly found here. I had scoured every inch of this room as a child every chance I could get. I read every book while my father was distracted with training my brother. Memorized every picture she had, even the one’s she kept tucked away in random obscure journals. I even scoured through this room since returning, thinking maybe my child eyes may have overlooked some detail but I had come up empty handed.
“What did you find?” I finally got out, fully prepared for this to be yet another washed up false hope.
“This!” She pointed eagerly toward one of the lockets in my mother’s nearly sca
