~~Zoey’s POV~~
I stayed to chat with Sjin for a while, forgiving him for his actions, and went to see Anna. Who knows what she was doing at that moment.
I searched many places, and about halfway through my search I went to Anna’s room. The window was wide open, a note was on the table, and all of her rings were placed on the corner of the paper.
I walked slowly over to the paper and read it in her voice,
“Mother,
I’ve been bullied my whole life, and it’s not going to stop when I go back to school in September. I’ve killed men, Mother. I’m too powerful for this world. My actions come too early and I don’t have the patience to see how things will turn out. I have jumped out of this world and fallen into another. A darker, denser world with Father in. Look out the window, if you want, once this note is over. I have lost Father. But I can get him back. If I ask Skylord Amber nicely. You can’t come with me. You can’t come to the End. You’re a Blaze. But it’s okay, because you have Harry. You know, the little bundle of joy in your womb right now. I can contact him, and so can Father. He will tell you how we are. Just tell him how nice his Father was, please. I will have Father, and you will have Harry. We will all be happier. I don’t deserve to be on this realm. I killed men with families. I broke families like Sjin broke ours. Just remember, Mother.
I love you.
Anna-bee Hope Enderborn x”
I shook my head as tears welled in my eyes. I put the note back on the dresser gently and creeped over to the window. A sticky-note was on the pane, and it said, “I hope you’re not too squeamish. Sorry about the blood and stuff. But I love you all the same x”
I held my hand to my mouth and looked over the edge. There, at the bottom, lay my daughter. But she wasn’t alive. A pool of purple blood surrounded her head and one of her legs was bent in a strange way. But, no matter how disgusting it was, she looked so graceful. She had a beautiful life, and a beautiful fall into the realm of Enders. I loved her so much. I missed her so much. I realised I was crying. She was gone, my little angel. She didn’t even say goodbye in person. The last time I saw her, she was angry at the man that killed her Father. I wasn’t angry at him. I was fine. My baby girl… My lovely daughter… She was gone, for good. Along with the love of my life. All of my family had left me, and I would stay that way for another six months. I couldn’t take it. I ran back to Liz’s bed and sobbed uncontrollably. She could’ve told me; if she’d explained why she felt so bad, maybe we could help her. She was disowned by her Kingdom and bullied because she hid her identity. She lived a tough life which I should’ve saved her from. She was my daughter and I will always love her.
I love you, Anna.
