Nora
Eyes on eyes.
She never thought she would see the woman after she died, yet here she was. A healthy-looking version of the woman she buried that rainy night.
“M…mom.” When the f**k would she ever say that again.
Her mom sat frozen, not moving to get up, not even blinking.
Nora expected a version of the display out in that pit, but…
She looked perfectly fine.
Her “room” had a comfortable bed, fresh flowers, even tea.
She had been writing at the little two-seater table in the middle of the room.
Her table even had a doily on it.
The one thing missing, though.
“Where’s dad?”
Her mother’s head tilted and eyes narrowed. Lucifer was supposed to keep them together. So, where was Costas?
Nora took a few steps inside, but her mother only sti
