That night, when Kaius asked me if I had niet my
by mother… I lied, I told him I did and didn’t know exactly why I had to lie, but at that moment, it felt like the right thing to slo, and I could only hope that the maid was the only one who knew that my mother was
gone
And Lysandra’s questions still echoed in my mind: Could you bleed for him? Would you give your life for him? Could you fight for him even with your very last breath?
The truth was, I did’t know. I loved Kalus, but our relationship fund begun as a contract. Could something built on such a foundation ever transform into the kind of all–consuming love Lysandra descri
For the next few days, my mothers still did not retur.
And my concem grew, I needed to find my mother. I had to locate her before anyone else did. If she was hiding or trying to escape. I needed to reach her first.
1 passed by my mother’s apartment one more time.
When I reached her door, I noticed a faint light seeping from beneath it. My heart leapt. She was back!
“Mom, if you are in there, I really need to talk to you,” I called, knocking firmly.
The door opened to reveal my mother, looking exhausted and wary. “What do you mean?”
“Where did you go?” I demanded, relief quickly giving
way to
frustration.
“Oh dear, you know I’m busy with work…” she hedged.
“I checked on you; every day for the last few days, you weren’t here.
“Oh dear, you know I’m busy with work…
“Why are you lying to me, mother? I came here; you were not here; I was told by a maid that you were gone.
“Which maid?” she asked, her eyes narrowing slightly.
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“I don’t know her name; I’ll barely recognize
pack?
ize her if I do see her again. But please, tell me where you’ve been. Did you leave the
“Yes, I left.” She seemed resigned, stepping back to let me
e enter.
“Why, why would you go without informing me? I had been so worried; how could you do this? I was about to talk to Kajus so could help….
“No. Don’t tell him anything The sharpness in her tone startled me
“What’s going on? You are acting all weird. I had expected an explanation, not this.”
As she turned to close the door, I noticed her wince slightly, her hand moving to her side protectively.
You are…
injured?” I reached for her, but she moved away.
“No, I am fine,” she insisted.
