CHAPTER 92. THE DISCOVERY

ATHENA'S POV

Alone in the quiet refuge of my room, I cradled the delicate locket in my hands, a link to my mother whose absence left an indelible void within me. The last gift she bestowed before being claimed by an unforgiving fate, this treasure had weathered the storms, both literal and metaphorical, of my life.

I let my fingers trace the intricate patterns on the locket's surface, a dance of memory and longing. I remembered the day I thought I lost it in the river, the torrent threatening to carry away not just a piece of jewelry, but a piece of my mother's memory. It was Maggie who handed it back to me. That moment etched in my mind, I decided to stop wearing it daily, to shield it from potential loss.

This enchanting stone, a marvel of icy brilliance, held within its heart swirling shades—sky blue and turquoise interwoven in hues that never failed to captivate me. Its strength was palpable, as though my mother's spirit lingered within, whispering tales of love and resilience. It