Ivonne's POV:"Mummy," The girl had called me and the word hung in the air between us and refused to dissolve the way impossible things were supposed to."I —" I looked down at the small arms wrapped around my waist and then up at Thorin, whose expression had moved through confusion and arrived somewhere close to alarm."No, she is mistaken, I don't know her," I said, and my voice came out strange and thin. "Thorin, I have never seen this child before in my life.""Then why is she —""I don't know," I said.The girl pulled back just far enough to look up at me, and the directness of her gaze was startling — not the uncertain, frightened look of a lost child but something steadier and older than her face suggested. Her eyes were dark and clear and completely certain."You do know me," she said quietly. "You're my mummy.""Sweetheart," I said carefully, crouching down to her level, trying to keep my voice gentle even though my heart was hammering. "I think you might be confused. I don'
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