Daphne could already smell the delicious cooking of her Ma Freda even from a few meters away. She almost flew to the door of their shack.
"Ma!"
"Dada!"
They embraced tightly for a few seconds.
"I missed you!" They uttered the poignant words at the same time.
"Did Master Ammad told you about your true parents?" Freda wiped her tears with a red checkered handkerchief. It was remnant from an old shirt.
"Yes," Daphne replied without hesitation. "I have only one hour, Ma. Please, tell me what really happened!" Her eyes were moist but she controlled her emotions.
While crying, Ma Freda reluctantly told her about the night her mother gave birth to a child. She recounted that Lady Beatrice immediately held a knife and threatened to kill the baby.
"She wanted to kill me because I was a fem
