C43 Trisha's Game

Liora’s POV

I sat rigid in my chair, arms folded tight against my chest.

Why would Mum do something like this?

“Mummy! Mummy!” Aurora’s tiny voice shattered my spiraling thoughts as she came running toward me.

“Rora.” I smiled, scooping her into my arms.

“I want to go home,” she said, her little face firm.

“Home?” I echoed, arching a brow as I tickled her.

“Yes!” she giggled