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"What happened? Do you know that woman?" Aly repeated as she made sure we hadn't been followed. "Do you owe her money? Why did she mention not having seen each other for a long time? Because if you owe her something, Sussan, you know you can tell me, and I'll help you sort it out." I wasn't sure if Aly's last question was a joke or not, but it made me smile. "The truth is, I don't know who that woman is, or rather, I'm afraid she might be who she claims to be," I explained. It was the least I could offer Aly after dragging her along with me the way I did. I immediately noticed she was expecting a more detailed explanation. "I think she's... my mother," I said with some difficulty. I found it wasn't easy to say. "My mother" sounded like something foreign to my reality, just like saying "M