Let her go

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"Isn't she the same with her?" I heard her asked all of a sudden, her voice was laced with outmost surprise or maybe shock.

I raised my head up to the television's screen, trying to figure out what she was talking about. It was Ms. Roselle, that was her name, Hardie's mom. Why is she on the media all of a sudden?

"She's the one, right?" She asked again, this time turning to me. "This is Hardie's mother."

"Yeah." I nod in agreement, drawling my words. "I'm sure she is the one, she looks like her and the name too."

"Why is she on the screen then?" Charlotte furthered, staring questioningly at me.

I frowned at her question, we are both in the same room and she is the one who had informed me about this yet, she is asking me such a question? She's seriously unbelievable!

"Were you not the one who just told me about it?" I return her question back to her. "And we are yet to listen to what she might have done."

"You are right." She said sounding defeated but I did not really care.