She quietly picked the picture from the nightstand, and saw it was a couple photo of a man and a woman. Both looked young, happy, and carefree.
Eliza caressed her pictures gently. Her heart rushed with emotions. The woman in the picture looked so much like Eliza. In one glance, she knew it was her mother, Mira Waverly.
Marco Deluca and Silas had told her, her father name was Rylan Kensington, and her mother name was Mira Waverly.
In the picture, her father was looking at her mother with admiration and love in his eyes, while her mother was looking straight at the camera.
If only.. If only they were alive, she wished.
A while later...
Eliza walked through the house like she was floating between the past and the present, between who she was and who she had forgotten to be. Each room held stories she didn't remember, yet felt deep in her bones. The silence of the house wasn't empty, but alive, like every wall still held a breath from the last time her parents had walked by.
