"What are you smiling about?" Imogen questioned him as she set his plate of food in front of him and she set her own down as well. They didn't have a dinner table considering they had the island in the kitchen and they also spent almost every dinner...
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"Are you going to say anything?" Malia stared at Imogen with a furrowed brow and frown on her lips. The witch hybrid had said nothing on their drive to her house. "You told me you had to tell me something important that had to do with my name on the list. So what is it?"
Imogen swallowed thickly, glancing at the girl who stood in her living room and handed her the list with the name that would change her life. She watched Malia take the list.
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Malia Lewis, the name was in bold letters and was hard to not notice.
She watched as the different emotions that played on the girls face, "Scott told me last night and I wanted to wait until after the test to tell you."
"So, I'm your cousin?" Malia breathed out, finally looking back at her. "Is this why you've been staring at me all day? I noticed by the way. You weren't exactly subtle."
Her cheeks tinged pink, "I just couldn't help but notice that you look like him."
She noticed the way her eyes seemed to tear up and remembered that this man, her real father was dead. "Really?" She muttered, feeling a tight feeling in her chest. She wasn't sure what it was, she was still adjusting to the feelings that came with being human again.
