I couldn't sleep.I tried.God, I tried.But every time I closed my eyes, I saw her.My mother.Not the mother I remembered from childhood photographs.Not the woman whose face had slowly faded from my memories.The woman from the vision.Alive.Crying.Holding me as a baby.Looking at me as though she already knew she might never see me again.I'm sorry.Those two words wouldn't leave me alone.I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the moonlight spilling across the floor.For eighteen years, I had believed my mother was gone.I had mourned her without knowing exactly what I was mourning.Now I had hope.And somehow, hope hurt more than grief.Because grief had allowed me to accept that she was gone.Hope made me wonder if she had been somewhere all this time, waiting for me.And if she was waiting...Why hadn't she come home?A tear slipped down my cheek.I wiped it away angrily."Stop crying."My voice sounded small in the empty room.I laughed bitterly."You're the future queen o
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