Victoria's pov

 

"Victoria" She whispered in shock. I just stood there awkwardly as she gaped at me.

 

I shifted uncomfortably on my feet, not exactly knowing what to do or say in this position.

 

I took the opportunity to take in her features. I knew what she looked like from pictures, but it was the first I'll be able to actually see her.

 

I knew from a tender age that I had most of her features, like her hair colour, eyes and the shape of my face, but I never thought I'd actually get the chance to compare in person.

 

Her hair was cut to her shoulders in its smooth waves. It looked thinner than in the pictures, but it still looked nice. Her face seemed slightly pale as if she was having a rough day, but her eyes held so much life and joy, just like what aunt Sophie always said.

 

She wasn't as thick as aunt Sophie and me, but her body weight seemed fair for a woman her age and suited her quite well.

 

"You're so grown up and beautiful," she said through sniffles. "My baby is all grown up" She added, and I involuntarily took a step back. I scrunched my face up in confusion at her statement, not exactly liking how she's acting.

 

After leaving me alone all this time, now is the time she realizes she has a 'baby' that's all grown up? Oh no.

 

My expression seemed to snap her out of her daze, as she invited us in. Lincoln tensed all of a sudden as if he saw something.

 

"Everything okay?" I asked, concerned by his sudden change in stance. He shook his head as if he was clearing his thoughts then smiled at me.

 

"Yea, I’m just used to being on high alert around humans." He stated calmly. I wasn't convinced, but I brushed it off nonetheless.

 

I took the opportunity to observe my mother's house. It reminded me a lot of Velma's home, having that same cosiness about it. Pictures were all over the walls, but I couldn't see them properly from where I stood.

 

She led us into a small neat dining room, where Lincoln and I sat side by side.

 

"Can I get you guys anything? Tea, water, coffee?" She asked sweetly.

 

"Tea sounds fine" I replied, while Lincoln nodded in agreement. She left shortly after telling us to make ourselves at home.

 

I looked around the dining room, loving how cosy and family-like it felt.

 

"Why don't we ever use the dining room at home?" I asked Lincoln as the thought popped into my mind.

 

The kitchen was quite spacious and had more than enough space for us to eat, but the dining room just sat there.

 

"We do," He chuckled. "On Christmas" I simply shook my head at the wasting of a good dining room.

 

Daisy, which was what my aunt said my mother's name was, returned shortly after with three cute teacups on a tray. She got comfortable in her chair across from us, beaming happily at me.

 

Nobody spoke for a while, but eventually, she started talking.

 

"How are you?" She asked quietly.

 

I replied as

 

situation

 

hint of guilt in her tone

 

to sound motherly but my heart wasn't having it. Everything she uttered made the elephant on

 

as I pushed my hands under the table. She smiled

 

needed" She tried to joke, but the feelings of annoyance and

 

the man of her dreams Miss Deslandes, I'm simply a friend" He corrected politely.

 

me Daisy" Lincoln nodded with a smile

 

into another moment of silence, which was slightly uncomfortable.

 

in my head. I didn't know what to say or ask, and I felt as if I was about to

 

life I never gave much thought about if I should actually meet

 

hurt that she knew I was out there but never checked in on me. I was an emotional mess, and the fact that my mood swings were all over the place

 

to cry, shout, scream, anything to ease the feeling in my chest. After minutes of pondering my

 

fully meeting her gaze for

 

confused look as if this wasn't

 

you come back?" I asked a little too

 

to have this conversation. She sighed, looking

 

stayed quiet as I waited for her to elaborate.

 

moment I left, I wanted to come

 

as she flinched at me using her first

 

"Your dad wasn't....stable"

 

don't know" I scoffed, knowing damn well that Michael was crazy. She looked shocked

 

head no, confused at the concern in her voice. 'Wow, he was that

 

understanding with a look on her face that

 

gave me a warning look, as if telling me that I didn't want

 

a bad man, he was actually very sweet and loving" She started with a longing look on her face. I

 

had you, he was a great dad too" Yea like I would

 

asked, even though I

 

said he saw a man change into a wolf, but I never believed him"

 

me" I mumbled as I took a sip

 

He would research them, disappear in the woods for hours searching for one,

 

day, he claimed he saw a wolf again, and he was convinced that he struck a eureka moment. That's the day he decided to go closer to the woods

 

he begged me to come with him, saying he needed me. He promised

 

maybe if-" A sob broke through her lips as she attempted to finish the sentence. "I thought that if I was with him, that

 

told me that I would regret it, but I left anyway. The cabin was a good distance into the woods, so I had to walk

 

it, but I never believed it was a human too. He chased me all the way back to the cabin, where Michael heard my screams and shot some poison at him. I knew the wolf

 

I was already invested in the story. I'm not sure if whatever reason she gives me will ease the pain I felt for years, but I still wanted

 

confirmation that this man that she's describing, and the one in

 

was the danger I'd be putting you in if I came back for you because wherever I go, he would follow

 

seat. "That's the lamest

 

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