It's her

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Hannah's p.o.v We set the booth up. Now tomorrow we will just have to bring the items we will be selling to raise money. I am so excited. I live for doing things like this. Helping other people is my passion. I just hope we sell out. The more money raised, the more help people will receive. Mrs. Danby has not stopped talking to me about her dream catchers. She pulls one out of her purse and gives it to me. "I made you a new one, sweet girl. You have had the other one for about a year now. Have you still been having those god awful nightmares>" she asks me as she hands me the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. "Wow, it's beautiful" I say, gently tracing the patch work. I can tell she spent a lot of time working on this. She puts her heart and soul into each one she makes and I hope she sells them all. This one is amazing. I can't wait to see the rest. "This is the last one" Mr Danby says, setting up the last cupcake stand. He built shelves and stands for all of our things to be displayed properly. He says people will be able to see things better this way. Mrs. Danby comes up to me and places her hand on my face. "Make sure to put this one up okay. One day those nightmares will go away sweet girl" she tells me, knowing that I was ignoring her question. My eyes water, but I nod. When I stayed with them, many nights I had to sleep with them because I would dream of myself in the middle of the ocean. Every single time I was sitting on something, but eventually I would slip underwater and I would see a woman slowly making her way to the bottom of the ocean. I would reach my hand out to try to get her, but I never could. It is a horrible dream. I haven't had it in some time, but many nights when I dream, I am in the ocean and I always wake up gasping for air. After a couple of hours, Arthur, from the church runs up to our booth. "Wow, you guys did a great job setting up. Our booth is very empty." he tells us. We chat for a bit and Mrs. Danby calls my name "Hannah, look at this blue one," she says, and I turn around and she is holding up a light blue dream catcher. It is beautiful. My attention goes to the people behind her. I watch a woman spill her iced coffee all over the floor. She looks frozen in place as she looks at us. Mrs. Danby turns around "Isabel," she says. The woman looks shocked. "Mom," the younger guy who is with her says and that seems to snap her out of it. She then begins to walk up to us. "Hello," she says, her eyes fixed on me. I look away. She has an intense stare and she looks like she is rich. What if she knows my foster parents? "Wow, your booth is coming along great," she says. I smile and continue doing what I am doing. Now picking up boxes and cleaning up. Arthur says bye and leaves. I look up and notice the woman continues to look at me even as she talks to everyone else. "You look like a friend of mine who is now gone. She passed many years ago, but you look so much like her when she was young." she tells me. I notice her son look up from his phone and gives me a once over. I do the same and I must say, he is hot. I have never seen anyone as good looking as him. He is wearing sun glasses, but takes them off and continues looking at me. They both look like they have seen a ghost. "Oh, wow" is all I say, because what else can I say. This is getting weird. "I'm sorry, what are your parent's names?" she asks me, completely cutting off Mrs. Danby. "I have been looking for you Isabel. We need to talk in private," she tells this woman who continues to look at me, now with raised eyebrows, clearly waiting for me to answer. I don't know these people so I decide to lie. "I honestly don't even know. I have lived in foster care since I was little." I tell her. Which isn't a complete lie, I guess. "Well, what's your name, pretty girl?" she asks me. I give her my full attention and smile. "Hannah," I say and she turns white as a ghost. I was hoping she would leave and I didn't have to speak to her, but it seems like she wants to ask me a bunch of questions. "Hannah" she repeats, and I nod "Hannah what's your last name?" she asks and I look at Mrs. Danby for guidance. She and her husband know the truth. "I don't know. I just know that my name is Hannah," I lie. Mrs. Danby gives me a scolding look. "be honest Hannah. She can know the truth." Mrs. Danby says and I nod, but I am still afraid "My real name is Hannah Marie Windsor. That's what was on my file my foster parents have." I finally tell her. "Your mom's name is Marie Treveck?" she asks me and I shake my head. "The papers said Marie Windsor, mam" I say. "hmmm" she says. "It is probably not you then" she says sounding sad. "Do you have your backpack? Show her the picture dear" Mrs. Danby tells me. I go to my backpack and pull out the pictures I took from my foster father's office. I carry them everywhere with me, because, I never know if I might have to run again. I hand them over to her and tears begin running down her face. Marie Treveck. Maybe they got the last name wrong. They changed your name so we couldn't find you." she says. How does she know my mother's name? "I am not sure, but that's what I was told" I say, not admitting that it is what I read because I was told nothing but lies. Now I regret not taking the file that day. I wish I would have known that I was leaving that same day. "Oh my dear. Your mother was my best friend. We grew up together" she tells me. I am sure I have a surprised look on my face. She wipes the tears from her eyes. "I miss her dearly. I have pictures of us if you'd like to see them. I have pictures of you as a baby with my kids. This is Ledger. Do you remember him? I can't believe this" she goes on and on, hugging Mrs. Danby. "We finally found her. Why didn't you tell me Paola, why?" she says. The man, Ledger just keeps staring at me and it is making me feel some type of way. No-one has ever looked at me the way he is looking at me right now. "This is amazing." she says and looks up at the sky, then back down at me. "Hannah, where do you live? With these two?" she asks me, and I don't know or trust her so I just nod. They don't correct me either. Ledger is so handsome but doesn't say anything. Just continues to stare at me. "Can we invite you all to dinner? I would love to speak to you some more. My husband is away on business, so today is perfect. Today is the happiest day of my life. I have been looking for you for so long. Since your mother passed and they took you away." she says, wiping more tears from her eyes. Ledger pats her back gently and looks at her lovingly. "Mom, calm down" he whispers. "I know son. I am just so happy. Today is a great day." she says. I don't know what to say. Finding out that someone has been looking for me makes me feel warm and happy inside, but why didn't they find me? Did they eventually give up on finding me or did someone change my name like she says? "Please, bring her to our home once you guys are done." she tells the Danbys, who agree. "I found her Marie. I promised you I would." she says looking up and looks back at me and smiles. "I will see you all later" she says and walks away. "Umm, bye" Ledger says awkwardly and follows behind her. We are standing at the front door of the biggest house I have ever been at, or even seen. This is like a palace. This place is bigger than the church. The doors open and a maid welcomes us and we follow her inside. She brings us to a massive sitting room. "Mrs. Slade will be here shortly." she says and leaves. I am too afraid to even sit on their clean, white couch, so I just stand here, feeling ridiculous being in this huge house, but excited to find out more about my mother. Ledger's p.o.v After leaving Hannah behind, I texted Maddox to fill him in. Now, I am in the office with Darcy and Maddox. Mom and I came home and they were here, working, so I decided to get some work done to help me take my mind off Hannah. That beauty was Hannah. It was her. We found her and she is as stunning. She seems to be sweet and shy and very quiet. f*ck. We are going over a contract when mom walks in, "they're here, come on boys, Darcy, that is enough for today sweetheart. It's time for you to go home. Give your parents my best." she tells her. This is a nice way of getting dismissed by my mother. Dad loves Darcy for me, whereas mom hates her. She hates that we messed around and she hates that we work together. She always says that will ruin me if I don't stop working with her, but as long as we keep work as the only reason to communicate, then I don't see the problem. "Who's here?" Darcy whispers. "Ledger's arranged wife" Maddox says laughing and I frown. "idi0t" I tell him but I do not deny it. We walk into mom's fanciest room in the house. Her sitting room. Hannah is standing there, looking at our family portrait. Her reddish hair almost down to her butt. Her perfect, plump butt. I close my eyes and shake my head. My mind needs to not go there. I don't even know her. I don't want her to think I am a perv3rt. "Hannah, hi" mom says, and Hannah turns around and f*ck me. As soon as her eyes land on me, I know I am truly f*cked. "F*ck, you weren't lying brother, she is smoking" Maddox says, and I watch Hannah turn bright red. It is so f*cking cute. Mom turns to him "Maddox, language." she says and smacks him in the back of his head. "Ouch, so much violence. Hannah, can you rub it for me. A little kiss would help." he tells her and now it is my turn to smack him. He glares at me. "Goodbye Darcy, this is a private family dinner." mom says, and Darcy looks at Hannah, then at me, then back at Hannah "good night. See you tomorrow, Ledger" I hear her say, but my eyes are too focused on Hannah. Such a beauty.
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