AN: Well, I learned that plot bunnies in this fandom are a mix of Pascal and Max, and unless you have apples on hand, should never be taken lightly...
Mother.
It was a simple word. She had found her's now. A lovely lady with long brown hair. Hair that matched her own. The problem was, she had called another person mother for eighteen years. A woman who said she loved her. Who had used her. It was all so confusing.
She felt guilty, sometimes. She shouldn't love the woman who had stolen her from her home, from her parents. But…she did. Still. She was sometimes devastated Gothel was dead. She had her real parents now. She had Eugene. She had a new dream.
But the past still haunted.