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The softness of Rosalie’s voice grabbed her attention and her eyes lifted up to stare into the mirror, to look into Rosalie’s face and she saw the pain, the hurt that was there and for a moment or two her own heart ached for this stranger, for this unknown person. She recognized the pain as one any real mother would know, would feel and her heart grew silent, wondering what it was that was troubling this lady, this stranger, and yet even as she wondered, she knew what it was. There was no mistaking the agony and grief of a mother in torment for her children, and her own eyes softened as she looked back towards the photograph, seeing the happy faces reflected there but knowing in her heart that it was only a brief moment, captured at a time before now.

Rachael “The boys, the younger one, he has your eyes it seems.”

Here eyes were filled with tears and Rosalie felt the shame welling up inside, wondering for a moment if she could continue or if she would have to get someone else to take this new client, but her heart refused to give in to the doubts, to the panic and as she stared into the mirror and then down towards the photograph, the questions inside became more intense. Her worry over Dakota grew as she suddenly realized who this lady was, as the fear that she was once more heading down the same path she had trodden with Montana now rose up fully, taking hold of her spirit and twisting it with its icy fingers. Her face showed no emotion despite the warring battle going on inside as she looked deep into Rachael’s eyes.

Rosalie “You are Noah’s mother, aren’t you?”