Harlow waited in anticipation of hearing her mother's story while nursing a barely sipped steamy cup of chamomile tea. Her mother had left to retrieve something that she said would aid her to tell her tale. Once her mother had left, heading in the direction of the kitchen. Asani gave her hand a comforting squeeze. Her eyes found his and his sweet smile eased her worry. She was both grateful and amazed by his ability to break the spell, that she now knew her mother had cast upon her.
Harlow wanted to be furious at her mother for stealing her memories and lying to her, but her mother had always been her confidant. So, she decided to give her the benefit of the doubt and listen to whatever she had to say. Suddenly her mother appeared holding the same box that Harlow had been drawn to a coup
