CHAPTER 183: MAKES NO SENSE

SERAPHINA’S POV

We settle down after a 20-minute-long crying session, which involves me reverting back to my 4-year-old self, suddenly left without parents.

Feeling pathetic and embarrassed once I’m done, I sit with swollen eyes and a small cup of water in my hands, while she—Cassandra, my birth mother—sits right in front of me with a soft smile on her lips.

“The truth is, your father and I loved you dearly, but we had debt and people on our backs, wolves threatening our lives, so we had to run. You were only a little child then. You weren’t safe. We had to drop you off somewhere and make it clear that we didn’t want you, so they wouldn’t come after you,” she explains how it all came to be, the reason behind leaving me behind in an orphanage all those years ago.

“Your father… he died along the way, leaving only me, and since then, I’ve been moving from place to place trying to get by. I eventually paid off our debts, but I couldn’t come back for you. I guessed you were already older a