Chapter 88

Angel’s POV I walked through the field of lavender, the scent wafting around me, wearing a sleeveless royal-blue midi dress. The sky above was dark and cloudy, the wind whipping at my exposed skin. I looked around, but Mom was nowhere in sight this time. I wondered if she would pop up like a jump-scare again. “Mom, where are you?” I called out, hoping for a response. Closing my eyes, I tried hard to remember the woman I last dreamed of. “Mom, I need to know where you are so I can save you!” A long moment passed, the only sound the rustle of the lavender in the wind. “I need your help, please appear if you can hear me!” I pleaded to the heavens. One heartbeat passed. Then two. “Angelique,” her euphonious voice rang in my ears. I opened my eyes and there she was standing right in front of me, tears brimming in her warm, golden eyes. “You’re here,” I whispered, a small smile forming on my lips. She smiled in return. “I knew you would find your powers.” But then her face quickly contort