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Aaze jumped from Ellie to her dad, back to Sandor and then finally came back to rest on Ellie “You look just like me”

“Almost”

“Your hair is darker You don’t highlight it at all”

“No”

“It’s shorter, too”

“Yes And h at least ten pounds more than you I don’t dress as trendily and I’ a pastied in “But I love old old jewelry as well”

Helen Taylor made a sound of distress

Amber took her hand and held it “What’s the matter, Mom?”

“Please don’t hate me, A except that”

“No one is going to hate you, Mrs Taylor We’re going to work through this,” George Wentworth said in a firm but kind tone

Ellie was so proud of him

“I could never hate you,” Amber vowed

Helen shook her head, her expression turning both resigned and determined “Before you came into the room, Mr Wentworth asked a question He wanted…” She stopped, seemed to collect herself and went on “He wanted to knohy I’d stolen his daughter”