Elena pov "Mommy, what's wrong?" Henry asked, his voice shaking.He passed the phone to me."Hey Scarlett, there's a mark on your son's arm. I just called your friend Ana to come check it out because it's a..." I paused, her scream cutting me off."What did you tell Ana?" she demanded, my heart racing as I carefully made my way to the couch. "I mentioned the mark on your son's arm; it looks like a disease," I stammered, anxiety coursing through me."Shut up! That’s not a disease; it’s an ancient birthmark I’ve been hiding, Elena," she growled, using my name, which meant she was serious."Call that witch, Ana, and tell her it was just a prank. Don’t let her examine Henry; that’s my heritage, Elena," she muttered, her voice trailing off as I sensed she was already in tears.I sat there, stunned, the phone still pressed to my ear. Scarlett's words spun in my mind like a whirlwind."Scarlett, please calm down. What do you mean 'your heritage'?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady."J
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