"Another Amaira?" Katherine's anger dissipated as a confused expression returned to her pale face. "You want to make another Amaira?" she questioned again in astonishment and disbelief. "But.."
Helen cut her off and with an overconfident, cocky smirk, she asked, "That's impossible?"
Katherine nodded her head, "Y-Yea."
"What's impossible is that a single woman can bring the devil to his knees." Helen took up a small frame of a family photo. "But it's very very possible."
"You had the card everyone wanted but you stupidly gave it away." She returned the frame to the side table by the couch. "You should've loved and cherished Amaira; if you did your husband wouldn't have died. Hell, you would've been one of the most powerful people in the world."
"But then again, you are a naive human just like the rest." Helen rose from the couch, "Which is why I'm here."
