Chapter 26: A Date?

An hour later, Adria found herself on the couch downstairs. Tears streamed down Adriana's face as Marla handed her one picture after the other.

After the incident with Stacy upstairs, Marla hadn't let go of Adria, save for the few minutes it took her to run back to her house and return with a photo album filled with pictures of Adria and her family.

It was as if an enormous weight had been lifted off Adria's shoulders. A whirlwind of emotions swept through her as she flipped through the pages of the yellowed-out photo album.

She did look like her mother, but she seemed to have inherited her father's hair and eyes.

She had a past, an existence before the Turnbulls. People who had loved her and wanted her.

"And here is the main house, where you were born!" Marla handed her yet another photo, this time of a house that Adriana vaguely recognized. "Your grandfather built it."

By now, everyone had given up trying to console her. Rowan paced around the living room, looking like a wreck