“Had your kid?”
“Yes.”
“And somehow managed not to get exiled?” Sienna asked.
“Yes,” I answered. “I have many medical ailments since the birth. Damien could not kick me out without it being a death sentence to me.”
“Surprised that stopped him,” Sienna said. “What do you want, Claire?”
“Answers,” I said. “I just spoke with my daughter that she spotted a woman who looked like Amelia near the woods. Now, I was under the distinct impression that Amelia had died, so why did my daughter spot someone who looked just like her?”
“You think I know the answer to that?” Sienna said, scoffing.
“Yes,” I said simply.
She laughed. “You think, even if I knew the answer, that I would tell you?”
Though she couldn’t see, my eyes narrowed. She did know something then, but was choosing not to tell me.
