Recap:
"You will get me caught with the way you keep reappearing and disappearing, my grandson will think that I have gone mad. You can see that I am being watched as is," I muttered as I walked to my dressing table, she chuckled as she looked at me. "Well isn't that sad,"
"You are taking too much control," I said as I looked at her and she raised a brow. "What do you mean by that?" she asked." Your dreams are all I see, your pain is all I feel, I am losing control instead of at least having some of it. That isn't fair and you know it." I said.
She looked at me bored and said, "You live in my body, carry my heir, you are living my life. So, what do you expect? A life where you can just move along easily, gifted with a new body, the mind just not the soul?" she questioned.
