"She's a semi-Nexus?" Kira asked, following close behind Braxton.
He was leading her down the brightly lit, heavily secured corridor of his private wing, straight toward the room where their mother was staying, and with every step Kira's heart pounded harder against her ribs, so hard she half feared it might snap one of them.
What if she doesn't like me?
It was the thought she could not shake. She had stalled this reunion since yesterday morning, inventing one reason after another, trying to gather her courage, trying to prepare her mind for whatever might happen when she finally laid eyes on her own mother.
For a girl who had been hated and rejected her whole life by the very people meant to love and protect her, she did not know what to expect. She had no idea what a normal mother's reaction was supposed to look like.
