Aphmau

I stare blankly at the women in front of me. Her eyes of puffy and wet, and her hands are shaky.

"No you're not." I state. She furrows her eyebrows.

"Aphmau...I'm so sorr-"

"No. There's nothing to be sorry for. Because you aren't my mom. Even if you were, I wouldn't believe you. My mother died when I was born. You are not my mother." I snarl at the women. She gaps her mouth at me, disgust etched on her face,

"So that's what you're Father decided to tell you..." She mutters. "Bloody coward..." She whispers to herself.

"Go find someone else to taunt, imposter. I'm not in the mood." I hiss as I turn away. Before I step away, I feel a icy cold grip on my wrist. I whip around at the burning cold sensation twisting upon my wrist, and I am greeted by the women's impossibly angered glare. Her eyes are burning red, flames whisking within her eyes. A frown is marked across her face.

"Do not speak to me that way, Aphmau Lilith Pheniox! I am your mother and whether you choose to believe or not is your own choice but—" She takes a deep breath. Her eyes cool down and return to a waterfall of blues.

"I hold something very precious to you in my hands." She whispers. I stand still, her face inches from my own.

"Something I know you long, lust, care for. Zane Ro'meave."

As soon as those two names slip her mouth, I rip my sword from my side and place it to her neck.

"Do not speak of him!" I scream. A smile spreads across her face.

"Do you want him back or not, darling?"

Authors Note
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I apologize in advance how late this is! I've been incredibly busy these past weeks and I have had no time to update! I also apologize for how short this is. I hope you guys understand.
Love you all lots, Blue💙