Aurora

I froze in shock as my mother's words played in my head for the third time.

My brows twisted in confusion and worry settled in the pit of my stomach as I threw her a questionable look.

The more I thought about it, the less I understood what she meant.

Did she just say she would confess?

What was that supposed to mean?

When I thought my father was just exaggerating about my fur colour, her words confirmed it.

Perhaps, I was taking her words too ...