She lifted a hand, tears running down her cheeks and carving lines through the blood staining her face. She flicked her fingers and brought the fang-like dagger flying towards her across the room, catching it in her grip. “Why?” I gasped as she angled it towards her own heart. “Because I am your mother. And I love you more than life itself,” she exhaled then drove the dagger into her chest,
She saved them
