Kiara placed her hand on her belly. She had just found out she was pregnant, and the news had taken her by surprise. It was something that had enraged her mother.
Children who were not meant to be. That's how her mother had referred to her baby, someone who shouldn't exist.
She looked at Lissana, one of those children who were not meant to be; yet there she was, having overcome difficulties and grown up.
“I would love to help you, Lissana, but right now I can't.”
“Will your baby be like me?”
Kiara nodded.
“If so, you shouldn't worry even more about the door to the Fairyland being opened. If your baby is like me, they won't be able to grow here.”
“I don't know if the same thing will happen to them as it did to you.”
“But you also can't ensure that the same thing won't happen to them
