When me and Max left that night, I had come home with one more question that needed to be answered. However, at least feeling satisfied, partially, that I had gotten rid of someone that I could not trust. Vivianna was a partial answer to a question I needed solved.
“You alright?” I heard Max asked, as I sat there at the edge of my bed looking out of the window.
I shook my head. “I don’t know, Max, I-” Of course I wasn’t alright. “No.” I finally answered. “I have an aunt who wants to kill me because of what I am-a cousin that tricked me-betrayed me. I don’t know if my parents are alive and to top things off, I have a brother.” I looked at Max, tears straining my eyes. “I have a brother out there, Max. What if-what if she-what if she catches him? What if-he has to-”
“Mina.” Ma
