"Who are you?" Dora asked Audrey, looking at her with calculating eyes.
"She's my mother," Mikhail stepped in front of Audrey, glaring at Dora.
"She's holding my sister," Dora pointed at Cherry in Audrey's arms.
"Yes." Mikhail gave a short reply.
"No." Dora shook her head.
"Why?" Mikhail asked.
"She's hurting her by holding her, Mum, you didn't tell her?" Dora asked Maria.
"No, she's not, Angel, aunt Audrey helped Cherry. She's no more in pain," Maria walked forward and took Dora's hand, leading her to Audrey.
"See? My Moma can never hurt anyone, she heals," Mikhail boasted.
Dora rolled her eyes, "I'll ask her first,"
Audrey chuckled and gently lowered Chery to the floor, "There you go, tell your sister," She said to the little girl.
Cherry places a hand on Dora's cheek, "It's true, she took away the power until I'm ready for it. You see, I can't read your mind anymore," She smiled at Dora.
