The older woman looked at the man and then at the girl; she raised her hands; Kate grabbed her hands, and old madam Allen pulled Kate near her and cried bitterly.

“You’re my Grace.” she felt like a dream. She had never dreamt she would see her granddaughter, whom they declared dead many years ago.

Madam Allen grabbed Kate’s hand as if she was the last ray of her life and couldn’t but sob bitterly; seeing her like that, Kate felt a feeling spread in her heart, so this was people called blood tie