
Wanda had been searching for her parentage. Where she came from. To find her place. So she found out she was the daughter of Magneto. And he was her only family left. So she stayed for a day, convinced by him to have their family together. Then weeks. Only to have Bethy coming at the door, looking for her. Was what she had with Erik really a family? Was it really her place? It didn’t felt as much, after Bethy’s word. Home. She wanted that. A home with Bethy. She took her things and didn’t look back, holding Bethy’s hand.
“My home is with you.”