POV: Amelia
The morning sun came through the big windows as we sat for breakfast. The children were eating their cereal slowly. Elena sat across from me, looking at the family photos my mother had brought. My father sipped his coffee quietly.
Ava pointed at one picture. “Aunt Elena, you and Mommy look the same here. Did you know about each other when you were small?”
Elena smiled a little and put down her spoon. “I wish I did. Victoria kept me away from the truth for a long time. I always felt like something was missing. Like a piece of me was gone. Now I know it was you, Amelia.”
My father passed the bread to Aiden. “We have time now. We can make new memories. The past is behind us.”
Ethan poured more juice for the children. “The kids seem happy here. We should plan a small trip soon
