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“Because I knew your mother,” Abby confesses. Elise's gaze hardened in confusion from Abby’s words; she could only feel stunned and numb all over as she watched the healer. “Why didn’t you say anything?” Elise starts with a whisper. Her hands trembled in anxiety at her response. “Because I thought it wasn’t my place to say, but I know you need the truth; I can tell you all that I know,” Abby explains. Elise feels her body go numb; she sits up straighter as a bone links in lace before she swallows, watching as Abby takes the seat closest to her. “Your mom, Malia, was a rogue; at least we thought she was; she was beautiful, wild, and so carefree; a joy to be around,” she starts. Elise couldn’t believe that her kind, conservative mother was someone like this. She couldn’t help but heartth