(Eliza's POV)Nanny Edwards' wrinkled face was pinched with suspicion at my sudden change of heart. Her eyes narrowed as she studied me carefully."Miss Eliza, just yesterday you were eager to meet your parents. Now you wish to visit Elder Morgan first? What changed?" she asked, her voice sharp with doubt.I lowered my gaze, feigning embarrassment. My hands fidgeted with the edge of my sleeve, a calculated gesture of nervousness."I had a dream last night, Nanny Edwards," I said softly. "An elderly wise man appeared to me, scolding me harshly for forgetting my roots."Her expression softened slightly, but suspicion still lingered in the tight lines around her mouth. She wasn't easily fooled."He reminded me that Elder Morgan was the one who insisted on finding me," I continued, making my voice tremble. "She believed I was alive when everyone else had given up hope."I looked up, my eyes wide with manufactured sincerity. "How could I be so eager to confirm my identity that I woul
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