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.

grandmother who then verified that the woman

she truly was not

a curious look on his

as she exclaimed, “Mommy is so gentle and beautiful. She

Liam’s eyes brightened.

just that…” Isabel pouted and

“What is

dolls and robots I like are too expensive

eyes sparkled as her hands instinctively

her. She whispered,“ Mommy said you can’t just ask for other people’s things and that you

and put the wallet in her hand as he said

she gave him a big hug. “Thank you, brother! I’ll take you to see Mommy after school

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 en route to her picking up and

day on the job. After going through an elaborate briefing, she got to work. It was soon lunchtime without

dizzying amount of options everywhere. Upon their arrival, the

into Tara

Academy of Fine Arts. She must be here to

shifted, she quickly followed their line of

curled, and she

the vehicle, Odell

unison when they noticed

Is this Tara’s

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