Tamara’s pov
“So, mom, everyone is here now. You can tell us about the women in red,” I said, and mom nodded.
Darius and I avoided the topic all week.
We just wanted to talk about us and nothing else.
The goal was to be happy, unconditional happiness.
“Fine, all I know is that these people are the ones that killed your mother,” mom said talking to Darius.
“They killed my parents; I get that much but why?” Darius asked.
“Isn’t it obvious? They wanted your mother to join them, but your mother refused,” Mom explained.
“In other words, you are saying that these women in red are travellers like my mother?” Darius asked her and she nodded.
“Like you as well, and they will be coming here soon,” my father added.
I know that much, but from my dreams it always felt as if they were
