Fate: your own story ( winx)

"Is he a fairy?" Farah asked, trying to connect the dots.

Farah pondered this for a second before she stood up quickly. "Stay here," she commanded and marched out of her office, shutting the door behind her.

Eve let out a long breath she had been holding practically since the conversation started.

"Don't be," Eve whispered, clutching Anya tightly. "It's not you."

"I promise it's not," Eve assured her.

"I'm sorry," Eve whispered into Anya's hair. "About your father. That never should've happened to you."

Not for me, Eve thought, but she didn't say anything. "I'm sorry about how my mother is treating you. I've never seen her like this before or having such raw, powerful emotions."

Eve nodded slowly. Inside, she couldn't help but think of her nightmares. Saul's infection without a cure. Farah's brutal but quick death. Anya's kidnapping and torture. "I know," she breathed quietly.

Eve inhaled shakily. "Alright, I… I've been having nightmares. About you. About my parents. And I can't tell if they're real or not. I'm terrified you'll be hurt."

Eve shook her head quickly. "You don't understand," she whispered. Her voice was thick with emotions, and her hands trembled. "I watched my father become infected, and no one got to him in time. I watched my mother's neck get snapped. I can't even see the surroundings. I only focus on them. Everything else is black. There's no escaping it. I… It…" She squeezed her eyes shut then opened them quickly. "Every time I close my eyes I can see it."

"I'm sorry. I couldn't sleep," she admitted, sighing quietly as Anya began to comb Eve's hair with her fingers. "I didn't want to lie, but I didn't want you to worry. How did you know?"

Eve whirled to see both her mother and father standing in the doorway. She didn't let go of Anya. "Mom, what is going on?" she asked.

Farah's dumbfounded expression was greatly concerning. With Saul physically and emotionally supporting her, she swallowed and finally said, "Rosalind is back. She's breaking the Barrier."

Eve quickly moved to hold Anya back. "Anya, wait."

Saul discreetly slipped his hand into Farah's and squeezed it. She quickly contributed, "Eve is right. We need to figure out a plan. Rosalind is prepared and strong. You can't take her by yourself."

For a moment, Eve didn't move.

"Eve, let go," Saul's voice snapped her out of it, and she released her grip on her girlfriend.

Farah sighed, and it almost sounded like a scoff. "I can't believe she's back…"

“Not with me, no,” Saul said at the exact same time Farah said, “I refuse to let you come.”

Farah took a steady breath. “I forbid you from coming with me to face Rosalind. Both of you,” she added, looking at Eve as well.