56. What was his other half?

Analyn POV

"So, what do you think we should do?" Ambrose asked when we left my father's home.

"I think we should find that witch my dad was talking about," I said

"But her village was burned. Didn't you hear what your dad said? What if she died?" Ambrose said.

She can't. She is the piece of my puzzle. She could help me find out where I came from. I'm going to go visit this village and find out for myself," I said.

"No, you won't. You're going home and rest," Ambrose glared at me.

"You can't tell me what to do. I need to know these things. This was a lot to handle and I am tired of being so clueless about everything," I said and started crying. I didn't know what to do or what to think. I went to my dad for answers, but I came up with more questions. I felt like my father knew a lot more about me, but he wasn't willing to tell me anything. So I had to take matters into my own hands and handle things my way whether I had help