Chapter 6

Isabel noticed the doubt in his eyes. She proceeded to produce a mahogany amulet in the shape of a tiny fist and presented it to Liam. The amulet immediately caught his attention. Isabel raised the question innocuously, “Don’t you have something that looks like this too?”

Liam nodded.

He certainly did. It was stashed inside a drawer in his room.

According to the words of his grandmother, it was gifted to him by someone very close when he was born.

Isabel began to explain, “It was Mommy who carved these amulets herself. She said that we loved holding hands since we were born, which was why she made two small fists for each of us. She said that the two fists can be combined.”

Liam took the amulet and caressed its surface.

It was identical to the one he had at home.

He studied Isabel.

She tilted her head to one side and regarded him with a brilliant smile.

Liam pursed his lips, and the faint shadow of a smile began to surface on his lips. He asked,” What’s your name?”

Isabel answered promptly “My name is Isabel Ross, I have the same family name as our mommy.” Mommy? Liam’s expression shifted, “Isn’t your mommy my mommy too?” “Of course, we’re twins.” Isabel’s mouth began prattling again, “Our daddy and mommy got divorced before we were born, and if it wasn’t for Mommy keeping me hidden, I would have been separated from her as well.”

Liam immediately thought of the woman who was always by his father’s side.

That woman would always put on a show of being affectionate when his father was present, but she would transform into a different person as soon as his father was out of sight. There were many occasions on which she had forced him to address her as his mother in front of his grandmother and his father.

was skeptical about this and went to ask his grandmother who then verified that the woman was not his

she truly was

his palms and fixed a curious look on his sister. “What does Mommy look

so gentle

Liam’s eyes brightened.

just that…” Isabel pouted and

asked, “What is

is still wearing old clothes and never wears jewelry. She tells me that the dolls and robots I like are too expensive

as her

Mommy said you can’t just ask for other people’s things and

smiled and put the wallet in her hand as he said to her, “I’m not just anybody else.

gave him a big hug. “Thank you,

she passed by an art museum and arrived at an elementary school. Both the kindergarten and the elementary school were in the infamous Art Haven district of Westchester City. Sylvia was a painter by profession, and she had taken up a job as an art teacher at the elementary school since it was

through an elaborate briefing, she got to work. It was soon lunchtime without her

arrival, the two colleagues that came with her suddenly cried out loudly, “Oh my

I ran into Tara Carter. Why is

at the Academy of Fine Arts. She must be here to teach art

she quickly followed their line of sight and spotted Tara emerging from a

thick and long hair was curled, and she was wearing a slender

the vehicle, Odell

new colleagues shirked in unison when they noticed the dashing

Is this Tara’s

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