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“Is she really my sister? Elena asady looking up at me.
The question was directed at me, not at Celeste, and I saw the hurt flash across Celeste’s face.
This is Celeste Ashford Hunt,” I said quietly. “Your biologic sister.”
Elena’s eyes widened. ‘My sister. She looked back at Celeste, studying her face with clinical detachment. “We’re related?
“Yes,” Celeste moved closer, slowly, her eyes never leaving the locket. ‘You’re my baby sister. We’ve been looking for you for so long, Elena. So long.” She gestured gently toward the necklace. “That locket… it’s a family heirloom, Mother gave it to you on your second birthday, just weeks before you were taken.”
Elena’s hand moved to touch the silver pendant. This belonged to my mother?”
“Yes. The initials-A.M.H.-they stand for your real name, Amélie Moreau-Hunt. That’s who you were before… before everything happened.”
“Amélie, Elena whispered, testing the name. “Not Elena?”
“Elena might be the name you were given later, Celeste explained, her voice gentle. “But you were born Amélie. Our mother-Catherine Moreau-she chose that name. She died when you were eight, but she never stopped looking for you.”
I saw confusion deepen in Elena’s expression, and then something else-a flash of hurt and bewilderment.
“Where were you?” Elena asked, her voice small and uncertain. “When I was suffering, when I was alone, where were you? Where was this family that was supposedly looking for me?”
Celeste’s face crumpled. “We tried. God, Elena, we tried everything. We hired investigators, we followed every lead. But we kept coming up empty-handed. We didn’t know where you were until Alexander contacted us.”
Elena turned to look at me, her eyes wide with confusion rather than accusation. “You… you found them? When did you know about this? Why didn’t…” Her voice trailed off, as if she couldn’t quite form the question she wanted to ask.
“I only just found out myself,” I said, keeping my voice steady. “The locket-I had it investigated. That’s how I found them. I contacted them as soon as I knew.”
Elena looked back at Celeste, her expression lost and overwhelmed. “I don’t remember you,” she said quietly. “I don’t remember hy of this. You say we’re sisters, but when I look at you, I feel nothing. You’re a stranger to me.”
Celeste’s hands trembled as she reached out, stopping just short of touching Elena’s arm.
“I know,” Celeste said, her voice thick with tears. “I know you don’t remember. But I remember, Elena. I remember everything. Teaching you to walk, reading
you bedtime stories. I remember the day you were taken, the way Mother screamed. I’ve been waiting over 20 years to find you again.”
Elena was quiet for a long moment, processing this. I could see the emotions warring across her face-confusion, longing, a desperate kind of hope.
“I want to go with you,” Elena said suddenly, looking at Celeste. I want to go home. To my real family.”
The words hit me like a physical blow. I felt my hand tighten on the back of the sofa.
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talegt: tare ht up with for “Yek. Yes, of course. That’s why I’m here. I came to bring you home, Elena.”
“But…..” Elena’s voice faltered, uncertainty creeping in. She looked up at me, then back at Celeste. ‘I don’t know. This is all so overwhelming. I don’t remember anything, and now sudders I have a sister, é family…”
Her hand moved to her temple, pressing against the scar there. “What if I’m making the wrong choice? What leaving here makes things wirse?
She turned to me, her amber eyes wide with confusion and fear. “Alexander, what do you think I should do? You know my condition better than anyone. Is it safe for me to travel? Should I go with her?
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