Her POV
“Ms. Rizonde, please take a seat,” she said after I came in.
I sat at the couch in front of the Head. “Why did you call me, Ms?” I ask as soon as I take my seat. She chuckled and leaned comfortably on her seat.
“You’re like your mother when she’s young as you” she stated. I creased my forehead. I came here knowing she wants to talk to me about something else. But this? Is she kidding me?
I raised a brow, “You know my mother” I want to ask her why but instead I confront her.
“Yes. And I know that you’re not the Naiah they know” what the hell is she saying?
“What are you talking about? Are you aware that you’re already invading my privacy, Head Mistress?” I asked her sarcastically. She seems not affected by my sudden question.
“You’ve grown up just fine. If your mother is still alive, she’ll be proud to see you like this. You’re strong and you know how to act in such a situation” she said. I lifted an eyebrow and looked intently at her eyes.