Sheila.
Augustine pov.
I stood underneath the acidic rain. After a while, it stopped. Lying on the ground was she. It seems she has passed out from the impact of my punch.
“Augustine,” Elenore waves at me.
I smiled at her as I approached them.
Sheila pov.
Flash back.
“You two children are cursed. I don't want to ever see your faces again.” Those were the words that came out of my mother's mouth, when she locked the door of our house against me, and my elder brother.
We were from the South Central district of Utopia. It was mainly the hold for the military at that time. My father was killed during the war there.
Our mother remarried, and when she discovered I and my brother had powers, she threw us out of our father's house because her new husband said so.
We lived on the streets,
