TERESA

"Tell me, Teresa. When it comes down to it, would you save your mother… or would you save your mates?" My mother, Milinda, cut through the silence like a blade.

Was that why she called me here? So pathetic! Why call me to ask what she already knew?

Her eyes glittered. She looked so sharp and hungry for my answer. My mother's face looked like one which was carved into stone but I didn't care.

My heart pounded, but I didn’t flinch because I knew my answer.

“I would ...