บท 151: The Wheel of Fate (POV)

I did not understand.

And perhaps, deep down, I didn't want to understand.

All I know is that within my embrace is my daughter. A child I will have with someone who truly means more than the world to me. But Adria is not only my child. She is also the Child of the Ori, for she is a God by all sense of the word.

Time is at her command.

And dream is her reality, at least until the day she is born into reality through me.

That is the truth.

The only truth.

"You don't need to understand, mother. I will be born regardless, as it is my destiny. Father will always love you, as it is his greatest flaw. You just need to follow your heart, as you always have, and all shall fall into place. It is the very reason that you are here in the first place, for you and I are bound by fate."

My daughter speaks up and removes herself from my embrace.

One moment she is within my arms and the next she is standing some distance away.