Amara's POV

Tonight feels very tense, with flashes of lightning in the sky.

"Oh, Felix might know what I'm planning!" I thought, feeling afraid of my eldest son.

Felix sat in the chair in my room. He stared at me sharply.

I moved to sit next to Felix. My hand tried to gently stroke his cheek. "Mommy needs to be honest!" Felix was truly serious this time. He seemed to demand honesty from me.

"Yes, dear, Mommy was just talking about..." I stammered.

"Just talking about our dad, right, sis? Sister has never met Dad?" Alice blurted out spontaneously, startling me. It felt like my heart was being forced out...