After more than one year, Felicity was almost 5 years old, her shoulder-lenght hair was brown and curly just like Roselyn's hair. The more she grew the more she looked like a younger version of her mother.
In one year she had to sign for elementary school so Roselyn explained to her what she had to say and what she had to keep from humans. She reminded her every day that she didn't have to trust anyone nor did she have to tell anyone about her supernatural nature.
She was still a human, she had to fully developed her powers before she could turn completely into a banshee. Moreover her body didn't have the strength to heal itself in case something happened to her, Roselyn would never forgive herself if Felicity would get hurt in any way.
"Are you sure you understood?" Roselyn asked for the umpteenth time.
