"You flatter me," Winter said with a polite smile, though she couldn't help feeling a little self-conscious under that gaze.Rebecca's eyes were sharp, assessing—as if she were sizing up a potential partner for her son."Come, come, sit down," Rebecca said, pulling Winter toward the couch."Ms. Green, Mr. Iverson mentioned that you were an old friend of my mother's. Is that true?" Winter asked directly.Rebecca nodded, smiling. "Yes.""May I ask… how did you and my mother know each other?""Oh, we were classmates in university."With that, Rebecca reached into her crocodile-skin handbag, pulled out a purse, and opened it. She showed Winter a photograph and said, "Here, this is from our university's anniversary celebration. Both your mother and I are in it."Winter leaned in to look. Sure enough, there was Victoria, young and radiant, full of life.A tight knot rose in Winter's chest, and she wanted to study the photo a moment longer.But Rebecca slipped it back into her purse
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