Emily's pov
My heart swelled with emotions.
He recognized the resemblance to my mother. It was a strange and overwhelming feeling to finally meet the man who was my biological father.
My eyes were fixed on him, trying to find any other similarities between us. Despite the initial tension, there was something warm in his gaze that made me feel like I belonged here.
"I'm Emily," I introduced myself again, feeling a mix of relief and nervousness. "Emily Snow. My mom, Emera Snow, sent me here to find you. She said you might be able to help me."
His eyes gleamed when I said her name, reminding me of a longing look. The look tugged at my heart strings.
He lift his hands up, his fingers motioning words I could not understand.
The girl, my sister strut up beside me, her arms crossed as
