Although they often stayed together, after learning about Estie's real identity, both of them felt different from before.

Rosalie had so much that she wanted to say to her daughter who died young, and similarly, Estie also had so much that she wanted to tell her mother.

The two laid on the bed, talking endlessly to each other.

"Estie drew a lot of pictures with my mommy, but none of the mommy in the drawings is as beautiful as my real mommy."

Estie looked at Rosalie with squinted eyes, her s