Cursed To Never Fall In Love

Sierra wanted to reach out to her daughter, but stopped herself after seeing the betrayed look in those purple eyes. Evanthe put her hand on her friend's shoulder and rubbed gently, as if giving her courage to go on. 

Knowing Sierra, this conversation was difficult for her, and from Seren's trembling figure, the truth was also hard for her to accept. However, this was something the young woman needed to learn sooner or later. The truth might be harsh, but keeping her ignorant was indeed a little cruel.

Sierra's steady voice reached Seren's ears.

"Your mother was the first one to put a curse on you, but that goddess didn't trust her, and placed a second one on you…"

A bitter and helpless laugh escaped Seren's lips. "My mother cursed me? My mother did…?" For what? To make me a perfect vessel?