Chapter 50
It had been so long since I had seen my Mom’s face. I almost feared that I had forgotten her. No, but I found the videos that the King had been talking about in the photo library on her phone. One of them was a minute long. My finger hovered over the thumbnail, as if I were about to press the detonator on a bomb. I was too worried. I couldn’t help it.
What if I saw my Mom’s death?
What if she told me that all of this was a lie?
I didn’t know what would happen when I watched that video. What I did know was that nothing good would come from it. My world had already been destroyed so many times. Would it really matter if it were destroyed once more?
Finally, I pressed play. I heard my Moms voice. It had been almost a year since I’d heard it, if you didn’t count the old v
