chapter 10 [updated]:

Attention: this is the updated version of chapter 10. Just so you don't get confused I paywalled all the old ones. So yeah, enjoy!

Lilith PoV:

It has been 4 days and 60 minutes since that weird dream. I remembered it as if it were yesterday. The words kept ringing in my ears.

'Trust your instincts.' is what he said before pushing me down. He was always at the back of my head. I’d give anything to see him again. But it seems like I went through a coma. I couldn't remember any other details about him. who would have known even my dreams can be interesting?

I quickly brushed my teeth and took a long hot bath. I love a hot bath after a good sleep. It’s like an anti-anxiety drug. The feeling you get from it, it can’t be explained with words. My senses are more stable and I feel like I'm in control again. Then, I came down for breakfast, and surprisingly, it was there, neatly arranged and organized on the table with a red and white checked table cloth. I rushed down to take a closer look. It was neat and there is only one person who is able to do such good work.

‘We have scrambled eggs, a tropical smoothie bowl, PBJ toast, coffee, orange juice, and your favorite: blueberry muffins!’ Martha exclaimed carrying some cutlery to the table.

What is she doing here?

she understood my question from my expressions.

she set the cutlery neatly down the table and sat down on the chair. 'is mom here?' she asked sullenly. She looked depressed. looking doesn't mean her body language. She never shows her emotions outside. she is one secretive girl.

I can see her aura change colors when she asked for mom. I don't know maybe it is fright or confusion or something in the middle of disappointment.

'no, and she won't come down even if you call her.' I ensured her. After the outburst that day I didn't see her for two days. But I'm actually relieved she came back. she's a rational thinker and decision-maker like the one who I don't speak of anymore(she means her dad).

I decided to change the subject to relieve the tension.

‘Wow, you made all this for me?’

‘Well, for all of us. after all, breakfast is the most important meal of the day, right?’

'yeah, it is..' I forgot to eat after her gone. But the dream put me in a stable state again. Thanks, Mr. dark prince.

We sat and ate quietly and finally she decided to break the precious silence.

'so about the other day...'

'...I don't want to talk about that right now.' I lied. I want to talk about what the message was about. did she know that she was going to die? does she know about my powers before I knew about them?

this all seemed strange to me and she seems like the only person who would understand my crazy story. Ok, maybe may would too but she believes everything I say.

'Look, Martha, I'm sorr-'

'no, I'm sorry.' she cried, 'I know you sacrificed a lot for me than anyone your age. You work harder than any person I know and I know you liked grandma a lot. I don't know how I can repay or apologize to you..'

her apology was genuine. Now that I can see her inside out I don't need to be unsure or nervous anymore. I can traight up shoot up what she says without hurting anyone's feelings know how they will react.

'it's okay. I know it's hard to keep up with a family and college aside with no mutual support. I'm sure you would have done that if you were in my place too' i forgave her quickly.

I just don't want to lose another family member.

Mom can think whatever she wants but deep inside she feels the same as me.

I pulled out the aurology book I borrowed from the library. there were surprisingly a lot of books on this subject. Martha glanced at the book I was holding and wanted to impress me.

'hey are you into this aurolgy stuff? Never took you for that kind of person. Anyway, do you know that you can detect auras simply by observing the people around you?'

You don't say.

'oh really? how can you say that?' as a psychic I really wanted to know the answer.

'say you walk past someone and you say they make you feel relaxed or nervous, it's the 'energy' they omit. Or when people say when they give off weird of good 'vibes'? it basically means vibrational frequency which is what auras are made up of.'

she could make a good psychic, I thought. it was a good idea of me to ask for her help. After all, she did graduate high school with honors.

'interesting. Can you tell me more?' I asked curious about finding more about my other self. If this is how I'm going to live, then it's time I live it right.

'well, I could but you see, this aura thing is not that vast and I only know that auras exist and everything alive has an aura. And a little bit more about how it differs from color to size to brightness depending on the individual's emotions and personality. I only listened to a podcast about it. You know, I thought these things were a bluff...' she let out a dry laugh.

'Oh, it's fine.' I blurted as I swiftly closed the book. It had even less information than what she said. Guess I can buy it online.

she was finished with her food and kept some in the cello for mom.

'if mom asks who made it, tell her ms. maple gave it.' Everyone knows ms. maple's and my sister's cooking is the best.

mine on the contrary is the worst food you will ever taste.

Her aura looked lighter. that should be good right? I can see her face a bit clearer now. she was tired but still beautiful as ever. I missed those times with her. Like the times we wrote our friendship diary together.

she isn't particularly extrovert or introvert, more like an ambivert who likes adventures and books.

I wanted to hug her and tell her she is still the stubborn, slobbery girl I know. I also wanted to kick her for leaving me and for falling for him. I never hated her. Hate is a strong word. I just disliked her secrecy. We used to be so close.

those times were gone in the wind.

suddenly we heard slow footsteps from upstairs. It was mom.

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