Chapter 85

The drive back home was shorter this time around, filled with occasional talks from Bellatrix and Elise, who was curious about the past five years of her life. "A glass Artist. I see you followed in your mother's footsteps. She'd be so proud of you, young mistress," Elise cooed, watching as the scenery passed them by through the car window. Bellatrix chuckled, her hand light on the steering wheel. "Yeah, she would." She muttered. There was a brief silence. The kind that felt comfortable and warm, a contrast to the previous ones. Then, Elise spoke again, sounding more serious and surprisingly, worried this time around. "I'm really glad you're alright, young mistress," she turned her attention to her as she spoke, a soft reminiscent smile adorning her lips. "The Lord truly loves you. He favors you, but please my dear," her smile dropped. "Don't take this second chance for granted." Before Bellatrix could ask what she meant, Elise reached out, placed her hand over Bellatrix's own and gave