The Girl with the Third Eye
Language: en
When my biological parents found me, I was setting up my fortune-telling stall on the street side. "Don't marry within three years, or you'll ruin your luck," I told a customer. They didn't seem to expect this to be my profession. They just stood there in a row, silent, until my brother, Julian, scoffed. I glanced at him and said, "No charge if it's not accurate. Want a reading, sir?" My mother's tears fell instantly. "Child, I'm your mother. Come home with us." I looked at them, and four words floated into my mind: "Dark aura, impending doom."