“Okay. Are you ready to talk, then?”
“Certainly. If you are too, I shall start by telling you about your mother.”
I knew my dad was a complete asshole, but I knew nothing about my mom. I didn’t have an urgent need to tell her about myself first, so I let her start.
“I’m sorry, could you go get me something from that drawer?”
Erina pointed over at the desk in the corner of her room. When I opened up the desk drawer, I found a painting of a woman.
“That was Milalia Eldland, Sirius. Your mother.”
She had long, black hair and gentle, beautiful eyes. Looking at her filled me with a strange sense of tranquility. I could just tell right away that she was my mother.
“She tragically passed away during childbirth.”
“Oh.”
“I’m... really sorry.”
Erina lowered her head, and tears streamed dow
