“I don’t know what you’re asking me,” Caleana responded defensively, “I am Leah.” Mother still had her eyes squinted, however, after reading Leah’s expression for a few more seconds, her facial expression softened and she gave her a warm smile.
“Oh, no. I just figured that since you asked me the same question, that I would do the same to you. I wanted to see how you would respond,” Mother said. She had been half expecting Leah to say something else because it was obvious enough that Leah was like a different person; like she had changed since last night.
“Anyway, here’s Luke now,” Mother said, nodding her head to the side so that Leah would turn her head to see a well-dressed Luke reenter the garden. As with the portrait, Caleana was not impressed by Luke, and Yvan gaze Leah a cold shoul
