164-You Left Me Shattered
“Why my baby?” I opened my eyes and saw a lady holding my hand and crying. I looked down and noticed the scars on my hands.
“Why would they do this? Why punish my innocent, Enya?”
It was then I realized that lady was none other than my mother. But how was that possible? My mother died a long time ago. Her voice was also echoing a lot. As I stared at my hand, I fathomed I was just a little kid.
“My innocent daughter!” she pulled me in a hug while crying hysterically. “How will she live a happy life when she is cursed to have broken mates? Why so many mates? Why did the ancestors punish my daughter?” she was crying and holding me tight against her chest.
“It will be all fine. We will make sure the mates behave well with her. She will date them and choose a better one,” the owner of the voice was my father. I turned my face while still squishing into my mother’s; chest and watched my father look so concerned for me.
“You don’t understand. Every time a mate will break her heart and reject her, a part of her will die.” As my mother explained why she was so concerned about me having so many mates, I understood what had frightened her.
“What?” my father looked shocked. “There has to be a way to protect my daughter.” he was now my mother in the eye with hope-filled eyes.
“There is none. She will have to find her true fated mate among them and for that, she will have to reject others, and then it will be the same thing.” My mother’s cries intensified as she explained there was no hope for me.
“Unless—- she then suddenly stopped crying and whispered, “he forgives her,” as she said that, my body felt goosebumps.
“Who?” my father’s voice sounded from afar.
“Thiago!”
I heard a voice,
“Babe!I am Thiago. Wake up.” it was Thiago waking me up.
“Ahm!” | groaned, forcing my eyes open and finding myself in the car with Thiago holding me close and Lazlo gently patting my cheek to wake me up.
“She has a high fever,” Lazlo commented. They were so concerned about me. I even felt Thiago’s heart beating like a drum in his chest.
“She is waking up,” Lazlo straightened up when I raised my face from Thiago’s chest.
“Babe! Look at me,” Thiago cupped my face, and I bet the shocked look was due to the fever I was having.
“We need to take her to the hospital,” Thiago’s voice was filled with terror when announcing that.
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