Amy’s eyes opened wide, noticing the person standing in front of her.
The old lady, wearing a full length dress that flowed around her slightly bulged out body, while the wrinkles around her eyes, slightly bent skin and perched lips signified that the woman was aged somewhere in her earlier fifties.
But she wasn’t alone, alongside her stood a skinny teenage girl wearing a pair of jeans and a cardigan over her tank top. The young teenage girl was a brunette just like the older one, who had a lot of her hair streaked grey.
Amy looked between the two and her mouth went wide, realizing that her mother was standing right in front of her.
“Mama?” she stated with complete bewilderment and Alessandro’s eyes burst out of its sockets as well, as he heard Amy calling the old woman, her mother.
