She was not scolded for stepping out of line. From the corner of her eye, she watched the silver-shaded form of Kaena and the child. When words finally were spoken, she knew that Kaena was right. She did not want to deal with this, but she could not change things. Itachi could not be undone. It was strange to think that she had given birth to a new generation of the Lykoi blood. She ought to be pleased, but everything was sour and tragic within her. Truth be told, Halo's year had been horribly tough on her. Time would always help mend wounds. They had been ripped open again and again, but she would just have to attempt to close them again and again and again. Nothing else to do. Happy ever after did not exist for this family. Perhaps Halo was supposed to carry her scars on the inside. She turned to fully face the two; the squirming child and the great.grandmother. At least she was not entirely alone any more.
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