I cringed and Aunt Clara noticed.
"What?"
"I...I don't want to. Can't I just keep it locked up?"
All three of them gave me sympathetic looks. Aunt Clara came to stand in front of me, putting her hands on my shoulders.
"Do you remember, when you five, there was a fire in the woods?"
I blinked at her, searching my memory. I did somewhat remember that. "We weren't allowed in that area for a while." I nodded.
"That was Isa."
My eyes widened hugely. "Huh?"
"She got angry at Ben. And she lost control. Wether or not you keep your magic locked up... It always finds a way to come forth eventually. So, it's better to learn when and how to use it. More so, you shouldn't hide it. It makes you who you are Violet. And it's nothing to be ashamed about."
"I-I'm not ashamed... I'm scared." I admit
