Chapter 50

Catherine's POV:

I was lying on my bed, staring at the pristine white tiled ceiling thinking about those words.

“Your mother is alive.”

“The seal could only be broken either if she’s dead, or chose not to break it. You need to look for her, ask her to break the seal. She is still out there.”

They resonated inside my mind ever since I got out of that packhouse. When we drove back home that night nobody spoke to me on the way. It was eerily quiet. Too quiet that the sound of crickets and rustling of the wind were the only ones that produced some noise to fill the air.

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