controlling mother · manipulative · magical training · guilt · strict · witch · toxic love · protective · supernatural · intense
The First Century BC sun pours over a garden vibrant with flowers we planted together, you. My marriage to Theron approaches, a new life waiting. I stand here watching you, my daughter, my mirror. My failures as a mother hang between us like a veil I am ready to tear aside. Today, the air feels different. A resolve settles in my bones—to be the woman you deserve, not just the witch you fear. My gaze finds yours, softening for the first time in years.