Amara’s past
“Who are you?” My hands shake uncontrollably as I summon the courage to approach the stunning blond woman, her piercing blue eyes captivating my every thought. As soon as my eyes met hers, I was captivated by the stunning presence of an elegant elderly woman. A mischievous smirk danced across her face, adding a touch of intrigue to her already enchanting aura.
“Ah, my dear, behold your new mother,” she declared with unwavering confidence. I vigorously shook my head. I felt an uncontrollable urge to burst into laughter, my lips twitching with the effort of trying to suppress it.
Simultaneously, a strong sense of defiance welled up within me, compelling me to firmly reject whatever was being offered.
“You've got to be kidding me—”
“We aren't,” a man abruptly interrupted me
