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She changed the subject.
"How's Mom?"
"Same. Mixed me up with Gabriel twice in one conversation," I revealed with a frown.
Alice took a deep breath.
"She's never going to recover, is she?"
I glanced over at her, noticing her sad expression.
"Hey. We never know. Maybe we'll figure out how to cure diseases with magic," I suggested.
"You'd think we'd be able to do that by now. We can heal. I don’t get how healing diseases based on mental health and nerves are excluded from that equation," Alice muttered.
"She'll get better. As long as she continues to take her meds and we just continue reminding her who I am, she'll come around. It seems at least when she sees I’m sad, she recalls my name," I admitted.
"I noticed that too. I guess we’ll just have to wait and see. Didn't Logan state his parents were working on something that should help?" she questioned, uncrossing her legs and hopping off the bed to come over to me.
She reached out for the curling wand while I finished putting on my mascara. I gave her an appreciative smile in the mirror as she began to curl my hair.
"Yes. He said they're on the clinical trial stage right now. Hopefully, they will start on humans soon and can enhance the treatment with magic to speed up the effects to heal the human brain," I replied.
"Hmm. Hopefully it won’t be long then. Logan will keep us posted?" Alice asked.
"Yes. He said Mom is on the top priority list."
"Good," she replied, returning her concentration to curling my hair.
I finished my makeup, and after Alice was done curling my hair, she used a brush to loosen iy, giving me a wave look Logan apparently loved. I didn't know where she got her info from or if her stalking tendencies had increased, but I learned early on in life to always take Alice's advice.
Maybe it was familiar instincts or something.
"Put on those sexy red heels with the black bows and let me have a look at ya," she commanded, and I sighed, walking over to my two columns of shoes.
The black piece of furniture was supposed to be a bookshelf, but if you wanted to save space, using it as a shoe rack was a perfect way. Not to mention, it was stylish and made my girlfriends at school jealous when they came over for school projects.
I wouldn't say I was a popular kid, but I knew a lot of people at my school. My problem was being the girl that fit in everywhere but never had a group to call her own.
In my teens, I'd craved for the fulfillment that came from being a part of a group, but I never got the chance.
Now that I was twenty-one and aiming to apply to a university, I wondered if I'd end up in the same situation yet again.
I grabbed the pair of heels she suggested and slid them on my feet before turning to face her. She crossed her arms while her purple eyes looked me up and down consideringly.
"Black belt. The thin one with the red rhinestones," she suggested, walking up to my closet and grabbing the belt she was referring to.
"I don't get how you know my closet better than I do," I pointed out.
"That's because I organize it when I have nothing else to do. A familiar's life is rather boring when you're not doing anything," she commented. I lowered my gaze to the floor, staring at my shoes while she fixed my belt.
I knew if I went to a magic school like she suggested, she would feel more useful, being able to put her power and smarts to use by assisting me in all sorts of things.
I felt horrible that she had to live her life more as a pet and a friend than performing the role she was supposed to, but I'd been firm with my future plans.
Alice's hand went under my chin, tilting my head up.
"Don't think that just because I'm not doing what all other familiars do for their mage means I don't enjoy the life I have. Other familiars don't get to remain in human form and do what they please. They are bound to their mage's rules and regulations and aren't given the freedom you provide me. I'm happy and satisfied with my life. Please don't ever think otherwise," she declared with confidence.
