I brushed it all off. I mean, families share features all the time. This was no different.
But the comments never stopped.
In fact, they became more frequent as the girls got older.
I brushed it all off. I mean, families share features all the time. This was no different.
But the comments never stopped.
In fact, they became more frequent as the girls got older.
By the time they were 12, family gatherings had become predictable. Sooner or later, somebody would mention how much Lily reminded them of me. The observations were always followed by laughter and jokes.
Everyone treated it like a coincidence.
Everyone except Olivia.
Whenever the subject came up, she always seemed uncomfortable. At the time, I assumed she didn't like being teased about how much Lily resembled me.
Then she would quickly steer the conversation somewhere else.
At first, I thought I was imagining it.
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Later, I wasn't so sure.
But the moment that truly unsettled me happened when the girls were 15.
My parents were hosting a family dinner, and everyone was getting ready for a group photograph. My mother was helping Emma fix her hair when she pointed toward the tiny birthmark behind Emma's left ear.