"Why are we here again?"
Izzy had protested against their return to the only place Reyna knew as home. She didn't like the memories of it and didn't want to think about what they had lost. But Reyna had insisted, before she read the letter she needed to remember. To see for herself what had been before the memories of her past had become a blur. Most of all she wanted to remember her mother, the one who raised her, before she could face the reality that someone else had given birth to her.
"You know it better than I do. I just need some time here to see what she was like, maybe then I can find her."
Reyna moved around the rooms looking for something out of place or anything that stood out. She found what used to be her room and everything was in the place she had left them before the explosion. All her toys were scattered on the floor because she had allowed herself to be distracted by her mother outside and had left them there.
