Sam almost gave her the answer straight away. He had to stop himself right before it happened and change it to something less direct. “It’s… someone very important to you.”

“Someone important… to me?”

His answer threw her mind into disarray. She knew Sam would never lie to her over something so trivial, but if that were the case, then who could this person be?

A figure took form in her mind, and she immediately rejected it.

It could not be her. She was dead.

Her mother was dead.

“Who?”

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