Amber had never known what mother's love felt like but she can bet on her left eye that the solace she felt in the Goddess's presence must be the same that one felt in a mother's. . .
Amber had spent her early age in agony. Back then she had always thought that what was wrong with her, why couldn't her parents want her? What had she done to her own mother that she had hated Amber to a point of throwing her in the face of an agonizing death?
It was the first thing Amber had asked for from the Goddess... Her true identity, the identity of the woman holding her when she was a baby. Amber still remembered when the Goddess had told her that woman was her mother and she was holding Amber for the last time.
On that day Amber learned that not every girl needs a boy to break her heart because
