Isla didn't know how to feel. She had wanted to find answers but what she found… it was all too confusing leaving her with more questions than before. She continued to stare at the girl in the book,her hands trembling under the book. Zade stood beside her, staring at her with worry in his eyes. This was his first time hearing of any prophecy so he was just as surprised as Isla was. He wondered if meeting her was a way of helping her.
Neither of them said anything for a moment. The room was very quiet except for the faint rustling of pages being moved by the wind. Isla felt so odd. Growing up,she never cared who her parents were because Mira made her feel loved and enough even though others treated her like she was beneath them.
