The Master

MIA

“Who are you?”

The woman who looked exactly like Olivia stepped down from the podium and headed toward me while I took a step back as Olivia followed her with a smirk.

“I don't believe we've been properly introduced, my name is Rylee, I'm Olivia’s aunty,” the woman smiled.

The name clicked as I recalled what Bastien had told me a few days ago when I had my dream.

“Rylee as in from my dream?” I asked her.

She smiled and nodded, “From your vision, Mia, now you're catching up.”

“What the hell are you doing here? And were you that bag of bones?” I asked, still confused.

She nodded, “Yes, I was the bag of bones, courtesy of your mother.”

My eyes widened at the mention of my mom, “My mom has nothing to do with this.”

“I meant your real mother,” she smirked.

“What do you know about my parents?” I asked her.

“What do you mean by that?” she asked, trying to play innocent.

“You seem to be the last person who was with my parents and you're the one who brought me to the place where I