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Elena felt like she could not breath, it hurt too much. So many things happened in the last few hours and she was just to shocked to think anymore. She grew paler as she kept looking at the photo album. There were individual photos of the baby girl but also some of her with a young couple. Elena had seen the photos of the young couple before; they were the same people as the ones in the photo of Charles’s parents. How could it be this be? Did it mean that she was the baby girl? Had she seen Charles’s parents when she was a child? However, the couple in the photos looked at the baby girl with such a loving and soft eyesight, just like she was the best gift they had ever got. It seemed that they were looking at their own daughter. “Luke family has lost a daughter.” Vanessa’s words e