Chapter Eighteen~ Untold Secrets.

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"I can handle anything now."

"I killed someone... Not just anyone, I killed Ingrid Muray."

"And she would be...?"

"Your godmother. I killed your mother's best friend and let's just say her death was the beginning of many."

Flashback.

"Nova!"

I peeked my head up from my coloring book to see a woman with a heart shaped face and blond hair, she had a present in her hand.

When she spotted me she dropped the present to lift me up.

"Ally!" She spun me around and I wiggled.

"Oh sorry..." She said and placed me back down.

"Where's your mama?" I didn't answer instead I shouted.

"Mama!" And in came barging my mother with flour all over her face.

"Ingrid, you came-"

"Of course I came. Little Ally needs her godmother here. It's her birthday!"

"Well, come help me, the cake is about to eat itself. I swear it's alive." My mother said shaking her head in exasperation.

Ingrid laughed. "I'll be right there!"

My mother blew us a kiss and left.

Ingrid stooped down. "Remember Ally, laugh, live, love-"

"Cause life is beautiful like the stars above." I finished.

She grinned at me. "That's right sweet girl and don't you ever forget it."

She poked me in the stomach to make me giggle then skipped into the kitchen.

End of Flashback.

I was speechless, Aunt Jessica was far from done.

"Not even Nova forgave me for it," she choked out.

"Mama is the only person who has. And that's just because I'm her daughter." She sniffed.

"I regret it everyday, and I tried to make up for it by raising you, I told you Nova wanted me to keep you and not our mother, that was a lie. I just didn't want you to have anything to do with this place." She scowled at a nearby tree. "Kingswood is a living, breathing, growing nightmare. Little illusions of happiness and love will contort into devastation."

"Why?" I asked finally finding back my voice. "Why would you kill her?"

Aunty Jessica looked away from me. "She took something from me. And a part of me snapped... I tried to take it without the fuss but Ingrid wouldn't give it back. She kept throwing accusations and threats, I morphed and..." She took a deep breath. "Right there, I took her life right in front of that little boy..." She shook her head vigorously.

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