KIARA’S POV“Hello, Kiara.”My heart stopped.I stared at the little girl standing several feet away from us, unable to understand what I was seeing.She looked like me.Not similar.Not familiar.Like me.Her silver hair fell softly over her shoulders, and her silver eyes reflected the fading light around us. The shape of her nose, the curve of her lips, even the tiny crease between her eyebrows when she frowned—it was all mine.But she was a child.A little girl who couldn’t have been more than six years old.Kael’s fingers tightened around mine.“Kiara…”“I see her,” I whispered.I wasn’t imagining her.She was real.And she was looking at me like she had known me her entire life.I swallowed hard.“Who are you?”The girl’s smile faded.“You don’t remember me?”My chest tightened.“No.”She looked down.“I knew you wouldn’t.”Something about the sadness in her voice made my heart ache.I took a cautious step forward.“How do you know my name?”“Grandpa told me.”Kael immediately st
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