Chapter Fifty-Nine
Ana
I felt as if the breath had been completely knocked out of my lungs, my chest tightening into a hard knot. That face on the screen... that was my mother. That was genuinely and truly my mother. But how could this even be possible? It felt completely outside the realm of reality. There was absolutely no logical way that woman could still be breathing. It couldn't be her. It just couldn't be. She was dead. My mother had been dead and gone for years.
Driven by a sudden, frantic desperation, I tapped the screen and dialed Desmond's phone number immediately. My hands shook so violently that I almost dropped the device on the floorboards. I needed to understand what the hell he had just sent to my inbox. That clip couldn't be real. My mind kept screaming that it was c
