(You had twin girls, you were pretty young and the father wasn’t in the picture)

You owned a small bookstore/café, just opened in Velaris. The High Lord Rhysand and his wife and High Lady Feyre and their son Nyx (720 years old) enters your store. Both your girls were colouring behind the front desk, they look up when the bell chimes as the door opens

Iris: Hiiiiiii Lilith: You have wings!