Nora pov.
I followed the lady to a secluded place.
"Who are you? Why do you look like my mother?" I looked at the lady in front of me, and my voice trembled.
The lady turned around, and I could just see her eyes; they were beautiful blue eyes, as calm as the sea.
Her nice voice rang out, "My name is Julie Blunt!"
When I heard her say this, I was even more shocked because that's my mother's name.
They look the same, and even they even had the same name.
Could they be the same person?
My mother's funeral came to my mind, and I was instantly awake a bit.
She couldn't be my mother because my mother had died long ago, and my mother was always gentle and spoke with a soft, sweet voice like cotton candy.
I can still recall her looking at me with a smile, "My little sweetheart, nighty-ni
