Liliana's POV
The car drove smoothly through the night. I sat in the back seat, looking at Elara, who was still passed out next to me. It felt like a knife was cutting my heart. The doctor said she went into shock because of the stress. She just needed rest. She was going to be fine.
My daughter.
That word kept playing over and over in my mind. Every time I thought it, my heart felt tight with both joy and pain. She was alive. She was actually alive. I prayed to the Moon Goddess every month for her safety, but I never—never—imagined she would come back into my life like this.
A few hours ago, when I saw that necklace on her chest in the dress showroom, my world fell apart. Then it put itself back together in a way I couldn't understand. I was still trying to wrap my head around this sc
