The mind-link with my mother felt like a breath of fresh air after days of pretending not to know anyone. No false smiles. No feigned confusion. Just honesty between mother and daughter.
*Mom, I miss you so much,* I projected through our link.
*Oh, Seraphina! Are you all right? They told me you lost your memory!* My mother's voice came through anxious and worried.
I let out a mental sigh. *I'm fine, Mom. I'm faking it.*
The silence that followed spoke volumes before she replied, *What do you mean 'faking it'?*
*It's all an act. I'm pretending to have amnesia so I can escape this place and these men who've made my life hell.*
*Seraphina! That's dangerous!*
I could picture her wringing her hands, those same hands that had stroked my hair when I cried myself to sleep after the triplets' cruel torments.
*I know, Mom. But I'm more than just their victim now. I'm fighting back. And I'll clear Dad's name.*
