" eve drop it." she said as her voice trembled " please." she looked back, her eyes threatened to spill " it was a long time ago "
Fate: your own story ( winx)
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Eve pulled her into her chest and hugged her gently. "It's okay. You're okay. You're safe. No one is ever going to hurt you."
" eve i can hold my own too." she said softly
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"I'm going to protect you," Eve said firmly so her voice didn't waver. "Nothing bad is going to happen to you anymore."
" you need to sleep to, how can you protect me when you stay up all night
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"I will," Eve promised. "We have to go meet with my mother now before she gets worried."
" yeah," she said and started her walk down there
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Eve walked by Anya's side. She would find Anya's father and make him pay, whether Anya would tell her where he was or not. Her steps were swift and determined.
" eve slow down!"
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Eve looked back and slowed her pace to match Anya's. "Sorry, darling," she apologized. "Anxious."
" i can tell." she said softly " if we could switch powers for one day, what would you do?"
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Eve looked at the ground for a moment. "I'm not sure," she lied.
" you sure? not one thing youd do with fire?"
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Eve sighed. "If I told you, you'd… you'd look at me differently," she admitted quietly, turning down a smaller hall. Callum's office was at the door at the end, and beyond that, Farah's.
" how so?" she asked and raised an eyebrow
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Eve looked forward again. "I'd rather you not find out."
" okaaayy" she said as they stepped in
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Farah was sitting at her desk, not even bothering to pretend that she wasn't waiting for them. "Girls. Sit."
Eve did as her mother said, lowering herself onto one of the chairs opposite Farah's desk.
anya did the same, sitting near eve
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Farah lifted her chin and spoke with an authoritative tone. "I don't know how to address this other than directly…" She took a breath and made sharp eye contact with Anya. "I can't have my daughter being with or around someone who consistently puts her into dangerous situations."
Eve sat up straighter in her chair. "Mo-"
All Farah had to do was hold up her finger, and Eve fell silent. She continued. "Furthermore, being as close a contact with Rosalind as you were, there is certain information I will need about her. I need to know when exactly it was that you last had contact with her, I need to know what she told you, and I need to know who your father is."
anya's heart dropped at the mention she couldn't be with eve. she took a deep breath " augest 29, 2 pm, my suite on alfea grounds " she answered the first question, with a shakey voice she continued " she said that she could no longer train me, and that if anyone fucked with my magic it would kill me and her last hope for survival of what came next. she left without another word. and mavrice seeder." she said flatly
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"She told you nothing of her plans? Her intentions? Did she ever talk about returning to Alfea?" Farah asked quickly. "Anyone else she was working with? Did she train anyone but you?"
The emotions that poured out of her and into Eve nearly made her feel sick. The headmistress was overwhelmingly worried and anxious, nothing like Eve had ever felt before.
anya noticed eve receiving the headmistresses feeligs. " farah, you need to calm down. your affecting eve." she said. " no i was rosalinds only trainee. she never shared personal info like the things your asking, yes she said shed return if no one fucked with my magic. anyone else she was working with was unannounced to me."
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Eve's eyes darted from Anya to her mother and back. She was extremely overstimulated, and she gripped the armrests of her chair tightly to compensate.
And Farah wasn't finished. "Who is your father?"
" i allready told you mavrice seeder." he said and held eve
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Eve relaxed a bit at Anya's touch, but she still felt a rush of emotions coming from her mother.
Farah inhaled steadily. "And where is he now?"
" im not sure, " she said softly, running her fingers through eves hair. it was amazing how anya could calm eve so easily
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"Please step away from my daughter." Farah's tone was cutting. "Your reputation isn't earning you any trust currently. How can you not know where your father is? When was the last time you spoke to him?"
" when he did this." anya said and lifted up her shirt. " a long while ago.." she said. the scars were clear. " why would i keep track of a man who tried to kill his daughter with a broken bottle?"
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Eve couldn't jerk her head fast enough to look away. It physically hurt her to see Anya in pain.
Farah's eyes took in the scars. Her eyes softened a bit, but she didn't stop with her questioning. "Did he know Rosalind?"