GABRIELLE

“No, no, sweetheart, you must have absolute control over your magic, not let it come out by instinct,” I explain to Valeria while we practice in the living room.

“You can't wait until you're in a desperate situation to react. Try bringing out your raven wings now... no, no... but without the full transformation, just the wings…”

We spent quite some time practicing. I was determined to teach her everything I knew, everything I inherited from my mother and her mother before her.

“Let’s take a break, don’t wear yourself out too much, and take care of the baby.” We stopped, and soon I felt her pour water into a glass.

I thought she was going to drink it, but instead, her warm presence approached me, and the cold glass was pressed against my lips.

“Drink, you've been talking too much; your lips look pale.” My soul melts at her care.

My greatest fear had always been that she would reject me and reproach me for believing she was abandoned, but my Valeria is too good-hearted.

“Mothe