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.......... Avery ........... I placed my cup in the sink, contemplating what to wear on this seemingly rainy and chilly day. I only had a few classes today, and I was planning to grab lunch with Lex later. I made my way to my bedroom to pick out an outfit, but the sound of the doorbell made me come to a halt, startling me. I turned back and opened the door, but my brows furrowed in surprise as I saw Azarios standing there with a woman whose face seemed familiar. I opened my mouth to ask him what was happening, taking in their spooked expressions, but Azarios beat me to it. He hastily introduced the woman as Isolde Gray, making my eyes widen as the name finally made me realize who the woman looked like. She looked like Alafia, an older version of her, and Isolde was Alafia’s middle nam