Alexander
She is alive, but she also isn’t. f**k, seeing her hurts more than I thought it would, but the woman standing in front of me is not the same woman than was taken from me five years ago. My mind is trying to process what is going on, what I am seeing. My daughter has grown a bit, but not as much as I thought she would. Marven is now five years older than his sister, which is f*****g with my mind more than anything else, because they are twins, born on the same time and same day. Now they seems to be older brother and younger sister.
When I first realized that it was Fraya standing in front of me with her dagger to my throat, I didn’t see the differences because I can honestly not remember what she really looked like before. Sure I can remember the color of her eyes, I knew it wa
