Helen's POV
The meeting with the woman had left me out of sorts and not knowing much of what to do, I didn't know who she was and funnily enough, her presence hadn't triggered any sort of memories in my head, I hadn't felt any pull towards her either, I had simply sat there watching her cry and it felt so bad of me.
As I walked back to my room, I couldn't shake off the feeling of guilt that was budding within me, I felt that I should have done more to ease the woman's pain especially when Amanda had claimed that the said woman was my mother, I thought about what Merrick had said, she could be an impostor for all I knew, however, her tears had seemed very convincing, to the point that I was almost crying along with her.
Amanda had excused me when the emotions had begun running too high a
