Nora
She was far too tempted to go back to Lucifer’s. Almost more than getting to her parents.
Nora hadn’t considered it before, but she had almost forgotten what her mother looked like. The details of her face. The sound of her voice. Would her mother even recognize her? Remember her? Surely, if Costas was with her, he would remember, right?
Nora couldn’t fathom forgetting a single detail of the few freckles on Evander’s nose or the bumps on Orion’s head. The sounds they made.
Even though she was pregnant for maybe a few days, she remembered the few kicks and movements she felt with Lily. She could remember that.
So no. She didn’t think her mom would forget her… even if she couldn’t remember her mother as clearly. What would she look like now? Just a spirit? A tortured
