To be honest, she was indeed Eveline.

Madeline felt a pinch in her heart. She did not know whether Eloise felt something too.

She slowly squatted in front of Eloise and lifted her hand to grab Eloise’s hand. When she felt the warmth of the touch, she could not help but pour out her grievances to Eloise.

“Mom, I’m Eveline,” she said softly. She felt that she could only let down her facade in front of Eloise.

Eloise had not fully recovered yet, so she would not know what Madeline was talking a