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"Because she's a kidnapper, Sierra," Vivi gave the girl a sharp look. "Don't tell me you'd be foolish enough to forget that. I sincerely doubt you can come back from being a kidnapper." Not that she'd test it. Leiden was gone, but Vivi wasn't going to up and forgive the woman.
"I can stay. I need to make a frame, but I thought I'd just transfigure something from loose sticks, which are just as easy to find here as anywhere else." Case in point... sticks. Vivi picked one up and flashed it for Sierra's approval.
Realization dawned on Sierra.
"Ohhh," she said,
"you mean Bella, not my mom." She actually half-laughed. It'd been so easy for them both to get confused. Vivi wouldn't know this either, would she?
Sierra sat down on a nearby bench and pulled out a piece of parchment. On it, she began to write a short message of thanks to go along with the pink roses.
"Oh, no, Vivi. I got away from my birth mother years ago," she continued.
"She and my dad let me choose which parent I wanted to stay with, and since I've always been closer to my dad, I chose him. That's why she kidnapped me in the first place." She could talk about this now. Three years ago, though, it would have eaten away at her.
"I'm legally adopted, but...we try not to think about it that way."
She got out a second piece of parchment and wrote on it a short letter about friendship. Yes, Sierra Greingoth actually knew the meaning of friendship.