#Chapter20

Breya

I couldn't recall how we ended up in Rowen's office. I couldn't even comprehend what anyone was saying. It was like a blur of muffled noise surrounded me as I remained lost in my own mind.

I found myself sinking into the arm chair by the large window my eyes roamed over the greenery that went on for miles as I continued trying to process everything I'd learnt. It seemed the only fact I had, that being my mother's necklace led to more agonizing unanswered questions.

My mother's necklace, I had held something that supposedly belong to her, the women who birthed me. I tried to imagine her...