Mister Helliot was waiting for them, by the front door.

"I am glad to see you two in good spirits. I could hear some explosions, while I was working in the greenhouse. Half an hour ago, and I figured that it was the two of you." He said with his dark rumbling voice. Kayne was holding her hand again, which warmed her heart. Just as much as the kiss that he gave her before they entered the school. He told her that he loved her, and she said it back. So did this indeed meant that they were now a couple? Maybe, she didn't know. Maybe, needed to ask him this. This all was new for her, maybe it was new to him too. She gave Helliot her now normal weighting backpack, and followed Kayne towards the sitting room, where Ma was waiting for them.

"Wow, you two are almost glowing. With power and love." She said, with a large smile. Kayne and Evanora sat down on the couch and grabbed the tea cups that were already waiting for them. "The grandparents, are currently out on a shopping spree. Be prepared for a present overload, my mother-in-law said something getting a lot of femine products and some stuff you guys might need for school. But is wouldn't be surprised if it didn't stay with just that. Do you guys have any homework?" Both of them shook their heads.

"No, and do you know what is strange. None of the teachers knew about it, they just gave us a high mark." Kayne said, and his mother started to chuckle.

"Why am I not surprised, and it didn't surprise me that the topic's of almost all the subjects had something to do with the Black and white war." She said. Kayne took her hand and slowly brought it to his mouth. "Ahh, you two are just so sweet. But you two are not permitted to sleep together, not under my roof."

"Ahh, Lilac, let the two of them have their fun. We all have being there." Grandmother came into the room, followed by grandfather. His arms were packed with shopping bags, boxes. And his arms were not the only once packed, Mister Helliots and Da's arms were too. Mister Helliot walked in and out of the room three to four times. Ma was right, this was more than only femine products and school supplies. Evanora saw shoe boxes, bags from cloth stores filled the room. There were bags filled to the brim with make-up, and jewellery for men and women. There were belts, and so much more stuff hidden inside the bags. "I already went out of my way to buy them protection."

"Mother." Da said, pretty loud. Evanora felt her cheeks burn, this all so new to her, and they were talking about sex.

"What, we all have being there and then at least they will be safe." She said. "And do not mind the rest of the stuff. I love to spoil my grandson, and now my freshly adopted granddaughter." She gave Evanora a smile. Evanora looked at all the stuff, was all that for her? "I might have gone a bit overboard."

"I know you went overboard." Grandfather said, with a soft chuckle. "But I get it. Eva is never being spoiled in her life, and this is part of your love language." Eva, this was the first time anybody used a short version of her name. And it was with so much love. He got up and picked up two boxes. He gave one to Kayne and one to her. "Please open it." The doorbell rang, she opened the box and in it were some black heels. Those old-fashioned ones with a string, she had seen some girls at school wear them before. And she always wanted a pair. But her father would never give her something like this. He would do it for Medea, but she would never wear something like this. She started to tear up, and she knew that it was so silly to cry over shoes.

"Thank you, I always wanted those." She said. Her voice was a bit chocked up.

"Where in Hex name is my daughter!" Was that her father's voice. "I just heard her speak, where is she." He entered, and was shocked to see all the boxes and shopping bags. "Evanora, what the hex is all of this? And what the hex are you wearing?"

"That is none of your business, Bevan." It was Da who spoke up. Evanora was still holding the shoe, but was slowly cowering further into the couch. "My mother, is just spoiling her. Why are you even here?"

"I heard from Medea that she was using blood magic." Evanora's father snapped.

"She is a black witch, of course she is going to use blood magic." Grandmother snapped at him. "Why do you act so surprised?" He glowered at her. But he lost a bit of his anger.

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"I am upset, because it signals the fact that Evanora is getting stronger." He said. Of course, she was getting stronger, what did he suspect when she moved in here.

"So it was you, who placed all those protection spells on her books." Da said. Were their protection spells on her books, it was the one presents that Medea would never claim. So it sounded like the perfect way to smuggle in some protection spells.

"Who else, Dillon. I needed to protect my daughter, from my mother. When the two of you moved away, I didn't have any other choice. To keep her as weak as possible, so that she was not a threat for Medea. Otherwise, my mother would have killed her." He said. Evanora let the shoe drop, and it fell back in the box. So, it was her father who kept her on an information diet. To keep her as weak as possible, and then there were all those protection spells on her books. Who were always in her room, the only room she was able to stand up for herself.

"So let me get this straight, you neglected her, treated her badly. Put her on an information diet, to protect her against your mother." Grandma said. He nodded. "And that was the only thing you could think of. You could have sent her to us."

"My mother would notice what I was doing, and she would have killed her." He said.

"She didn't kill Eva, when I came to get her." Ma said.

"There you answered that one yourself, you and your son were there. Witnesses, she would never get away with murder. Right in front of the two of you. If you left her alone with Evanora, she would have ended up dead, and she would play it off as an accident." He said, and strangely enough, Evanora believed him. "And to be honest, I am just scared to lose her. Just like a lost her mother." It was so strange that he was speaking like she was not even in the room. And she had enough of it, she jumped up from the couch.

"You already did! You already did lose me! I might not be dead, but I will never see you as my father. I will never forgive, you." She screamed at him. She stepped over the boxes and bags and rushed out of the sitting room, up to the stairs and to her own room. But she didn't slam the door, hex, she didn't even close it. She wanted to hear what he has to say, after her little outburst.

"I think it is better that you leave, Bevan." Da said. There was no response, other than the slamming of the front door. It took quite some time for someone to come to her room. It was Kayne, with his hands full, with the shoebox and a few bags.

"Grandmother, asked me to bring this to you. It is not something to heal the wounds that were just created. But I do not know what her end goal is, but here it is." He said, and he placed everything on her desk. "There is a lot more, and I do not know what she was thinking. Buying all this stuff, she clearly likes you." She didn't know what to say about that, she didn't know what to think either. She just felt nom, all she wanted to do is nothing. He sat down, wrapped an arm around her, and just sat there.

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She didn't have much of an appetite, but she still went down in one of her new outfits. The rest of the family just let her be, there was no therapy session today. There was no amount of therapy that could heal this fresh wound, at least not now, and everybody knew it.

"Evanora, sweety. Grandpa and I are going home tomorrow. When the two of you are at school." Granmother said. "If I do not see you tomorrow, I at least want to have said that you are a gem of a person and everybody would be blessed to know you. I do not condone your father's actions..."

"Ma! Now is not the time." Da said.

"There is no time like the present, Dellion. I am old and might not have another chance to say this." She said, or Evanora wouldn't survive the upcoming battle. But she said nothing, it was not needed in her opinion. "But I went to school with your grandmother, I barely interacted with her. But in the rare occasions that I did, she was not a pleasant person to be around. She was cruel, rather than mean. With a burning hatred for black witches, she never liked your father's relationship with my son and daughter-in-law. So I believe your father when he said that he faired for your life. Again, I do not condone his actions. He at least could show you some love and affection. Giving you enough clothing, and not just old school uniforms. He should have given you the shoes that you wanted. I know it is not all about stuff, but those small signs of affection can make someone's day. I saw that when you opened that box, I made your day, and I didn't even know that you always wanted those." Evanora nodded slowly, she knew grandmother was right about that. She believed her father as well, but that didn't mean that it didn't hurt. She looked at her still full plate, she had only eaten a few bites.

"Thank you, grandmother. May I be accused? I am not that hungry." She said.

"Sure." Ma said. "Helliot, can you bring her some tea or some soup to her room?" She wanted to say that it was not needed, but she knew that it was no use. Helliot was going to do it anyway.

"Thank you." She said, she got up and walked out of the dinning room.