Clentine:
I shook my head in disbelief.
"No. This is so kind of illusion. She cannot be my mother," I was stunned.
It didn’t make sense but it made the happiest just to think about my mother seeing get married.
And then a faint voice ca from behind that shook my entire existence.
"Really? Then how would you explain the cupcake you stole from your father’s plate? The one you filled with salt so he would learn not to eat yours?"
my breath got caught. I turned back to face my mother and took one step forward.
Then I froze. My hands trembled at my sides, and my lips parted.
I looked at Ian, and he could tell I was stopping myself because I believed I could not touch a spirit.
That was when Ian started to stroll towards .
He took my hand, then the other, while standing behind and guiding them towards my mother.
He wrapped my arms around the spirit and I gasped. Ian stepped back while I stayed in that position, holding soone I should not have been able to feel.
However, I felt her presence, the warmth, the love, everything positive from her.
Then I realized I even sensed when she wrapped her arms around .
I have not cried this much in so many years as I cried on this single day, and it was probably only a few hours.
This ti I was crying because I was happy. I had my mother in my arms, and there was no fear, nothing.
All I could feel from her was the warmth she felt for her daughter, for her children.
I kept hugging her, then I pulled back. However, there was still a hesitation in my heart.
What if this place was a magical place that showed us what we wanted to see? And of course, I had a good reason to feel this way.
"You still don’t seem to believe I’m here," my mother remarked with a smile on her lips.
"It is just that I watched you die a few hours ago. I’m not sure," I replied, rubbing my face in my hands as I pulled away from her.
"Did you have all the mories of being stuck there?" I asked her, and she shook her head, shrugging her shoulders.
"Not really. I only rember a little bit," she replied, making sigh and continue staring at her face.
I wanted to take in as much of her as possible because I was afraid that after this wedding, I would never see her again.
"But I do rember everything. From the ti that I was on top of you and my hands were around your neck. I felt horrible," she uttered, and I noticed the pain in her eyes start to return.
"But it’s okay. You’re here now," I remarked, smiling. "And I’m fine," I replied, showing her that I no longer had bruises on .
"Your daughter has a very powerful wolf, Mother," I told her, and she gave a gentle nod.
"But I don’t understand. How did I have such a powerful wolf?" I asked her in confusion. She started to smile at .
"I co from a very wealthy family of ancestral wolves in the north. When I felt a mate bond with your father, I was living in this part of the north. And I returned here," she explained, shocking with the revelation.
"Wait, you are from the north?" I asked.
It was sad because my father never let know anything about my mother, even when I wanted to know so much about her.
"What did you feel when you embraced ?" my mother asked, and a smile started to cover my lips as I began to feel her warmth in , even when we were not hugging anymore.
"I felt your warmth. I slled your scent, Mother," I replied, and she gave a hand gesture, then gently touched my cheek with nothing but undying love.
"I can tell you sothing that even you did not know," my mother told , probably thinking that I was sceptical because the mory of putting salt in the cupcakes ca from .
"When everybody thought I ran away, I was actually taken by force by your father. He sent to this house where two masked people got in with syringes. They injected and your little brother. Your brother could not take that much poison in him. He passed away. I managed to get your brother’s body and run out of here. Behind the big playground, you will find his grave under the pink tree. After that, I was caught and taken to the north," she spoke, explaining everything in one breath, and I broke down again.
"Do not ruin your eyes more. Today is your wedding. It is a happy day," my mother urged, reaching out for , and every ti she touched , I felt her touch. It was strange.
"I am glad you found a man who is nothing like your father," my mother remarked, and she tilted her head to look at Ian, who started to step toward and wrapped his arm around .
"Young man, you better take care of my daughter. She is precious," she told him, and I smiled at her.
"Just rember, your brother did not suffer much," my mother said as she gently patted my arm, and I felt her hand almost pass through , but the touch was still there and alive.
"Now, let’s stand together and watch you get married," my mother stated.
I began to look around in confusion because my mother said that everyone who died in the north would appear here.
There were balconies above the hall, on the second floor. Many people were standing there too.
Among those faces, I watched one that made my heart stop. It was my father. He was among the guests, watching get married with a smile on his lips.
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