Chapter Four

It was already a month since Eve left her old home. She had searched, did her personal investigation, but she still had not found her mother. Thing we're not looking so good. It was hard for her to accept that her parents had gone just like that.

Grandma Martha and Eve had done a funeral for her father. . They had buried her father's lifeless body but they could not bury her mother. Grandma said the police did not find her mother's body in the crime scene.

Grandma Martha hired a private detective to find Eve's mother, who was also her daughter. She hoped she was alive somewhere. After a week, the detective found a body that looked like her thrown in a dumpster . According to him, she had died from a gunshot to the chest. There was no sign of knife injury, just a gunshot to the chest.

That was not her mother! Eve was sure of it. For goodness sake, she had watched her mother bleed when she got stabbed. That was not mother! But nobody believed her. She had told Grandma Martha but she had not believed her. She thought Eve was going through PTSD (Post traumatic stress disorder) and seeing things . But Eve knew she wasn't. And she was going to prove it. She believed her mother's journal would have some sort of prove. Maybe she would find out Sir Greenfield was. She had also tried looking MrC&C. But she could not find him. It was as if he had just disappeared.

She picked up the journal from her new dresser and went back to her new bed to read. She tried opening the journal, but it couldn't open. That was the big problem. It made her believe all the more that something important was in that journal.

She looked at every corner of the journal to see why it was not opening. After a minute or two, she noticed something. There were markings on the journal cover; it could easily be overlooked if she did not look closer. The markings formed the shape of a water droplet.

Was that supposed to be the key to the book? She quickly got to the bathroom to get water from the sink and poured little droplets on the journal.

Nothing happened.

It could be something else. Maybe it was something solid that was shaped like a water droplet. What could it be?

Bingo!

Maybe it was the orange pendant necklace her mother gave her. It had the shape of a water droplet. She had always been wearing it with ever since the attack. She felt that that was the only way she could feel close to her mother.

So, she fixed the pendant necklace on the journal. And it fit perfectly.

Now the journal could be easily opened.

She read....

June 1 2000

Dearie, I'll call you dearie. Mom gave me you as my twentieth birthday present. Every witch should have a journal because we need something to trust. And i trust you.

June 5

Dearie, today, I broke my promise to mother. I looked at the reflection of water in the mirror and entered Faeland. How could Mom hide the beautiful existence of Faeland from me. It very beautiful and bright there.

And the most wonderful thing happened. I met Philip. He's an Earth fairy. His doesn't have his wings yet like the fairies in books. He's so gorgeous. Silly me couldn't stop staring at his golden eyes.

Immediately he saw me, he knew I wasn't from faeland. He knew I was a witch. Still he was so kind and gentle. He kept my secret. Turns out witches aren't exactly loved in Faeland. I could easily get myself a room in the dungeon if anyone found out. Philip said he would protect me. He carried me and flew us round Fairyland on his magic horse. Philip said it was a pegasus. But it is always going to be a flying horse to me.

We had fun. I think he likes me.

He even invited me to his coronation. But, I don't think I'll be attending. it's on summer solstice. And that day is really important for witches. Besides, mother will have an heart attack if she finds out. You're the only one I can tell. **whispers**

June 21

Mother found out! I don't know how but she's found out. She's mad at me. I don't think she'll let me see Philip again. I need to see him again; even if it's the last time.

Mother removed every reflecting objects in the house and she assigned three sisters of the coven to babysit me. I'm too old for that. I'm Twenty!

No matter what, I will find a way to go to Faeland. After all, I'm a Grand witch. The Pendant will help me.

August 4

It's been months since I left home. I'm happy here with Philip even though his people think lowly of witches. With my glamour spells I've been able to live among them without anyone knowing I'm a witch. Philip keeps my secret after I pleaded with him. He believes his people will accept me whether they liked it or not. He doesn't want me to keep living in anxiety of being found out. Especially now that I am his queen. Yeah, he's king Philip Crystal of Northern Fairyland . I thought I'd be seeing him for the last time but I couldn't bare not seeing him again. So I decided to stay.

I don't miss home at all. Life here is so simple. There aren't many rules like the ones the coven has. And the sweet part is; no controlling mother

Oh I love it here.

December 2

I just found out that I'm three months pregnant. My belly isn't that big. Fairies are born little and end up growing fast. Being a Queen isn't as easy as I thought at all. From the opinionated court ladies to the council members, it's been a rollercoaster, dear. I don't even have the time to talk to you anymore. And now, I'm pregnant. Philip says I should rest and take care of my health. He's even spending more time with me than usual so he can make sure I don't stress myself. Isn't that sweet?

June 25 2001

Sorry dearie. I barely have time to tell you stuff and I'm still going to be busy being a mother. I hope you understand. I gave birth to triplets this summer solstice, four days ago. They're two girls and a boy. I named them June, Jane and James. They're so adorable.

That was not the end of the journal but Eve stop reading. She was too shocked to continue.