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"Dark hair and brown eyes?" she was more than shocked but as far as she could remember the face of her mother in this life or her past one, she only remembered her with silver hair and silver eyes.
"Yes, I know that it is hard to believe but your mother was not a witch by birth." He cleared it for her, the doubts that she was trying to hold because she did not want to see the truth, more like she was afraid of it.
"But she was an ambitious woman. When she was young, the witches had equal rights in society. They could live freely and roam in the streets just like humans." he held her hair and tucked them behind her ears.
His behavior had changed so suddenly that she was not able to grasp it.
Just a few minutes ago they were fighting the battle of life and death and he did not let any chance go to kill her by sending more and more demons to her.
