"She remembers some things," Seb explained carefully. "But not everything." Seren kept smiling weakly at Amara, completely unaware of the storm happening around her.
"She only clearly remembers up until her fifth birthday," Seb added softly.
And suddenly. Everything clicked into place inside Amara's head. Her fifth birthday. Before everything changed. Before the poison started. Before Seren found out the truth. Amara's breathing became uneven again.
Seren had learned when she turned six that Amara wasn't her biological mother. That was when everything slowly fell apart.
Seb's Mother, Elara's plots. The whispers. The manipulation. The constant reminders that Amara was "just" the woman who raised her, and wants to take his father away from her real mother.
