CHAPTER 12
“Mommy? Why is my eyes different from everyone else?” the little 8 year old girl asked as she stood at the doorway of her bedoom in the house.
“Liz. Why do you ask that?” in heart she knew this day would come. The girl walked towards her mother who was sitting on a chair by the window.
“Because everyone was saying about it.” her innocent eyes looked up at her. It was a mixture of red and blue. Her mother sighed.
“Listen here Liz. No matter what you look, your still my precious daughter. And about your eyes. It's not weird.” the woman smiled at the girl, pulling her daughter onto her lap. Petting her head softly.
“Then why are my eyes different? ” the girl frowned at her mother but she only smiled reassuringly at the girl.
“My father used to have the same eyes as you. Th
