The question she just asked cut deep into my heart like a blade. My heart sank and weakened.

I never allowed the smile I wore to fade away completely. She pulled back, still staring at Martha, the unfamiliar face I came with.

“I'm so sorry, Lizzy,” I let out warmly. “Like I said, I'm back home. We will discuss everything. I needed to go and bathe because the journey was long and stressful.” I purred.

“Welcome back,” she let out. Before I could realize it, her arms were already ...