Magic Academy: Finding My Mate
Shock rattles me to the core, and then I gasp when my mother, Julia, walks right past me to get to the middle of the room.
She is wearing glasses, high heels, and a grey skirt combined with a matching grey suit. I'm guessing this is how she dressed up as a teacher at the Magic Academy. Her outfit is genuinely proper.
"You're overreacting, Lucy—The Fae aren't evil, and Daisy's grades could be much higher if she received the proper help."
I turn my head, staring at the younger version of Lucy, glaring at my mother from his mirror hanging on the wall. He is sitting in his chair, leaning his chin against his knuckles with a furious demeanor.