POV: Amelia
The morning sun filled the living room as we all sat together for breakfast. The children were eating slowly, still getting used to the new house. Elena sat across from me, quietly watching everyone. My father sipped his coffee while my mother helped Ava with her pancakes.
Ava looked at Elena with curious eyes. “Aunt Elena, do you have a*********s about when Mommy was little? Grandpa said you were twins.”
Elena smiled softly and put down her fork. “I wish I did. Victoria kept me away from the truth for so long. But I remember feeling like something was missing. Like a piece of me was gone. Now I know it was you, Amelia.”
I reached across the table and took her hand. “We have time now. We can make new memories. Tell me about your life with Victoria. I want to know what you w
