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.

 

replied as I awkwardly

 

whole situation

 

you happy?" I picked up a hint of guilt in her tone as she asked. I

 

engagement ring? It looks beautiful" She attempted to sound motherly but my heart wasn't having it. Everything she uttered made the elephant

 

hands under the table. She smiled brighter at us, giving Lincoln a

 

do you plan to propose, young man? I'm sure you've already found all you needed" She tried to joke, but the feelings of annoyance and embarrassment were flooding me

 

a friend" He corrected politely. She laughed at

 

my bad," she chuckled. "And you can call me Daisy" Lincoln nodded with a smile

 

silence, which was slightly

 

know what to say or ask, and I felt as if I

 

actually meet my parents, and what I would say or do,

 

knew I was out there but never checked in on me. I was an emotional mess, and the fact

 

chest. After minutes of pondering my

 

asked, fully meeting her gaze for

 

me a confused look as if this wasn't the first time

 

asked a little too

 

we were bound to have this conversation. She sighed, looking down in

 

but I stayed quiet as I waited for her to elaborate. Lincoln quietly pushed back his chair

 

left, I wanted to come back but I couldn't Victoria, you

 

using her first name.

 

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

 

know" I scoffed, knowing damn well that Michael was crazy. She

 

no, confused at the concern in her voice. 'Wow,

 

him, they didn't describe him well." She nodded in understanding with a look on her face that spiked my interest. "What happened with

 

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 got comfortable as I got

 

and when we had you, he was a great dad too" Yea like I would know. "One day, a couple of months after you turned one, he saw something..." She

 

even though I knew

 

change into a

 

crazy to me" I mumbled as I took

 

He would research them, disappear in the woods for hours searching for one, he tried to come up

 

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

 

little into the woods, and he begged me to come with him, saying he needed me.

 

still my husband. I thought that- that maybe if-" A sob broke through her lips as she attempted to finish the sentence. "I thought that if I was with him, that maybe I could pull him back in, talk some sense into him. But two weeks passed, then

 

would regret it, but I left anyway. The cabin was a

 

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 could've caught me if it wanted to, but it

 

reason she gives me

 

one in the grave are the

 

I came back for you because wherever I go, he would follow and he was taking his wolf business with

 

I shouted as I jumped from my seat. "That's the lamest

 

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