I wish i had stayed

Sophie tied up her red hair and looked at herself in the mirror. The resemblance between herself and the women in her aunt’s journal was uncanny—Veronica, her aunt’s sister, and her mother.

The woman had been so beautiful, but so carefree? She did not care what happened to her or her sister. She just wanted to live in the now and be happy. Her mother had known Adrian first and then brought him home, despite the fact that her father would punish them if he found out.

She turned slightly as she heard the knock on her door. Rhys may have finished by now, and it was time for them to go. She smiled as she thought of him knocking; he was silly sometimes. She heard the door creak open.

“You look beautiful.” Her aunt said, and she turned around. “Ah, you must have thought I was Rhys.”

Sophie smiled and looked back in the mirror.

“You know,” her aunt began. She picked up the necklace from the table and wrapped it around Sophie’s neck. “You look exactly like her.” Your mother, she was