Chapter One Hundred& Fifty

Emma stood there blinking, trying to process what she had just heard. The words echoed in her mind, a jumble of confusion and disbelief.

"What do you mean I should talk to my mother?" she asked slowly, each word measured as if speaking them too quickly might cause them to shatter. She turned to face Davina, whose expression remained frustratingly calm, almost detached.

Davina's eyes held a glimmer of something—pity, maybe?—as she spoke. "Because you're not who you think you are. Your whole life has been a lie, Emma." She paused, letting the words sink in. "Maybe if you knew the truth, you'd let this all go. It's not my place to tell you, so talk to your mom. She knows what's up."

Emma felt a cold shiver run down her spine. She scoffed, a bitter laugh escaping her lips as she tried to mask her unease. "Find a better lie next time," she retorted, her voice edged with sarcasm.

Davina shrugged nonchalantly, her indifference like a slap to the face. "Whatever you say. But if I were you, I’