#Chapter 130: Reborn

Ella I froze, too stunned to even speak. Lilith was… my mother? My mother. As in… my very much dead mother who I had never truly gotten to know because she had passed away when I was just a baby. For a moment, it seemed so absurd and impossible that I almost laughed out loud. I nearly expected Alexander, Sophia, and anyone else who might have been in on the joke to come out from behind a bush and start laughing with me, or perhaps at me. But then I thought back to the years I’d spent with Lilith. The late-night talks. The moments when I had felt so connected to my friend that I had genuinely thought of her as a mother to me. The times when I had literally told her that I saw her that way. Lilith had told me once that her daughter was still out there, alive and well, but she couldn’t tell her that she had been watching over her for years. At the time, I thought it was Lilith’s nerves getting the best of her; perhaps she felt guilty for abandon