Chapter 78 Get In Bed With The Enemy

• lara sat comfortably on the velvet couch, her eyes glued to the drawing before her. It was the face of a woman with bright, hazel eyes and a smile that seemed to bridge the gap between memory and reality. The facial features were delicate yet strong, possessing a haunting familiarity. Lily stood to the side, her breath hitching as she looked between the parchment and the girl.
• ​It was like looking at a portrait of Elara from twenty years in the future.
• ​“Could… could this be your mother?” Lily asked, stepping closer to trace the outline of the woman's jaw with her eyes.