Amanda's POV
I stood at the edge of the room, thinking about how best to go about this, Rachel still sat here looking at me with sad eyes, there was nothing I could say or do to pacify her for what she had just gone through at the hands of the young lady who had just left the both of us here to retire to her room, her estranged daughter.
They had been estranged not by choice but by the reason of her lost memories, I could see how futile her efforts had been to relate to the pain that the woman had felt upon seeing the blank look on her face, she had expected that her presence would at least trigger some sort of response from the girl but it had been quite disappointing that Helen had struggled even to believe the fact that the woman seated across from her was her mother, she had tried to
