I did not know what to feel.
My mind was in shambles, my heart confused. A paralyzing terror gripped me like a vise. What my eyes were witnessing seemed foreign. Alien and unreal. Is this how it feels when you see your mother?
Though I wasn't an expert on the subject of parents, I knew that my reaction toward seeing my biological mother wasn't typical.
"Aren't you delighted to see me, daughter?" asked the woman who looked a lot like me, if not just a little older. She took a step forward, her gown flitting in the wind.
"Don't come any closer," I warned, letting the mage fire blaze from my eyes. "What have you done to Michael?"
To my surprise, Lilibelle did stop walking. "Michael..." she mouthed. "What a lovely name. Just rolls off the tongue. It is quite sad that he doesn't deserve
