Chapter 15

Sylvia rushed into the doctor's office. The news of Katty's attack reached her rather too late that when she got to the hospital, she wasn't allowed to see her again. She's been stabilised and put to rest.

The doctor just said,

'You can't see her now, see me in my office'

She was grieved, scared that something has gone too wrong. Most of all, she felt guilty for everything.

"how's my daughter? "she asked as she sat down.

The doctor, a lean, young and tight faced man. His silky black hair fell over his forehead that gave him a youthful look.

"she's been stabilized for now "he said "you know she was asthmatic? "

"yes"she responded.

"was it controlled in any way? What drugs does she used? "

Sylvia felt crushed. Drugs? She knows nothing about her asthma.

It was more visible to her now that she is a bad mum. She had no idea of what the drugs were, she didn't even try to take her to the hospital. She felt more guilty than ever. 'Katty, I'm so sorry for not being the best mum'

"I... I have no idea but... "she swallowed. "will you just tell me what is wrong? "

The doctor's face darkened. He was silent for some time, scanning through files before speaking again.

" Katrienair Mitchell, the patient's name? "he asked.

"yes "

"Are you saying her asthma has never been controlled or never been diagnosed? " he asked.

"no, that's not true " She just had to say anything.

"okay, your daughter's lungs is damaged now. Her airways is inflammated beyond repair. She can't breathe on her own anymore and she needs a transplant as soon as possible "

She couldn't help but cry more deep inside. The fact is that no matter how hard she tries to cry physically, no tear will fall out. She finds it hard to express pain, that her biggest problem.

"Can I see her? " she asked.

" not yet. She's sleeping now"

"I want to see my daughter now! " she screamed.

"fine, you can go see her but be careful do not wake her up. She needs rest now more than ever"

Sylvia walked out of the office to Katty's ward. She wept at the sight of the pale girl on the bed. She craved to do something.

"katty, please don't leave me now. I need you now more than ever. I love you. Mummy loves you " she stroke her fingers around the vein of her wrist and started to cast spells. The fact was that her magic would not be enough to renew her lungs but at least she can be made well for sometime.

"katty, wherever you are right now. I need you to remember you have a purpose and you have a mother that won't live without you. Please come back now. Talk to me. We need to talk".

she waited for sometime patiently, casting passion-filled spells.

I opened my eyes, the first fragrance I inhaled was Sylvia's perfume. I knew she was there. She held my hands and kissed it. I tried to move but it looked like I was chained to the bed. There was some kind of mask on my face and a several cords ran through my nostrils.

"mum" in a very low tone like I used all the energy I had to say it.

"katrienair! " she smiled "thank goodness you're awake. I was scared"

I tried to speak but the first attempt came out as a sigh. I tried again.

"mum. What's wrong?"

"you passed out ,i was scared."

Slowly all that happened in school came back, how I behaved, my new power, how I fought, I began to cry . The pain in my chest was disheartening and my eyes were heavy. I guess I had a more severe attack after the whole drama.

"you are crying, why?" Sylvia asked.

"who am I mum?"I said. "what am I? Where did I come from? What am I made for?"

She was silent somehow I knew she wasn't going to an answer .

"Katreinair, you need to be strong now. Your life is very important to this generation and those to come and now it's on the line. You need to take things easy with yourself . Your lungs are damaged so please don't cry. Everything will be alright "

I swallowed. That was too hard to believe. I have a damaged lungs and I can speak now, breathe on my own.

"that's impossible " I said.

"yes, that how it looks, impossible " she paused. "few moments from now, you were right here motionless. I needed to speak to you so I used magic. I'm sorry but I was scared. "

We were silent again, I had a lot on my mind and the pain made me feel worthless somehow. I was slow to doing anything including talking.

"Why didn't you use your magic completely. Why can't your magic heal me completely? Ease me of this .... this pain. If not renew my lungs at least... the pain"

"magic is not perfect, it can't be used anyhow"

"But you said you love me. Don't you?" I cried.

"Look Katty, there are consequences any time you use magic. There are grave consequences"

"What are the consequences?"

"It's about you, Katty. will you be able to pay?"she was crying now. "it would have been better if you knew who you were. Right now I don't know if you'll survive, you should have the transplant. Forget magic, I have the money Katty"

"No mum. I don't want to. Please don't let me. I can die though the knife , I don't want to die mum, please help me. I need to find my parents before I die. I need to know who I am"

Sylvia realised her energy was running out. She cannot hold katty up much longer. She'll go to sleep very soon. 

"Fine, I'll do your wish but..." she paused." Your sapphire, who else has it?"

"Emiliar, a friend, also has gifts like mine, she lives at..."

My world went black again.