I froze, too stunned to even speak.
Lilith was… my mother?
My mother. As in… my very much dead mother who I had never truly gotten to know because she had passed away when I was just a baby.
For a moment, it seemed so absurd and impossible that I almost laughed out loud. I nearly expected Alexander, Sophia, and anyone else who might have been in on the joke to come out from behind a bush and start laughing with me, or perhaps at me.
But then I thought back to the years I’d spent with Lilith. The late–night talks. The moments when I had felt so connected to my friend that I had genuinely thought of her as a mother to me. The times when I had literally told her that I saw her that way.
Lilith had told me once that her daughter was still out there, alive and well, but she couldn’t tell her that she had been watching over her for years.
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At the time, I thought it was Lilith’s nerves getting the best of her; perhaps she felt guilty for abandoning
her daughter and feared that her daughter would turn her away if she revealed herself.
But now… Now, it all made sense in sickening clarity.
Lilith was my mother.
I was the daughter she didn’t reveal herself to… Because she literally couldn’t, otherwise I might suffer
the consequences.
“Mom…?” I finally choked out. My voice sounded small, so small, like a child’s voice. As if, for the briefest of seconds, I had reverted to the scared little girl who only ever wanted her mother back.
Lilith let out a laugh that was part sob and pulled me close again. This time, I didn’t hesitate. I wrapped my arms around her and held her tight.
“Mom,” I cried, “I can’t believe it’s you–after all these years-”
“Shh.” Lilith rubbed soothing circles on my back, just as she had for years whenever I needed comfort. No wonder it worked so well each time. Nothing could ever compare to a mother’s touch. “I know, sweetheart. I always wished I could tell you, but I couldn’t.”
I sniffled and pulled back, wiping at my wet eyes. “You knew the whole time who I really was?” I asked. Lilith had only known me as long as I had been married to Alexander, so as far as I knew, she had only seen me as an adult.
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Lilith’s face softened, and she nodded. “I watched you since you were a little girl. Do you remember when you were five and nearly drowned?”
I furrowed my brow, thinking, and suddenly it hit me–a familiar face peering down at me through the water when I nearly drowned in a lake on a summer vacation. My father and stepmother didn’t come to save me, but a strange woman did.
I remembered her lifting me from the shallow water and cradling me in her arms briefly.
“I’ve got you, dear,” the woman, beautiful and warm and safe, had whispered as she held me against her chest. “I’ve got you…”
“That was you?” I breathed.
Lilith nodded, her eyes misting with tears again. “Yes. And I would have swept you away from your father and his new wife that day if they hadn’t come running and ordered me to put you down.” Her face briefly darkened before she shook her head, seemingly dispelling the thought, and her smile returned.
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