Darryl turned his head back and forth to Dannah and the girl who seemed to have been lost in the middle of adults. Even with the age difference, there's no denying that they both look like each other—both their ivory skin were of the same tone, their hair was almost the same and their eyes, it seemed that one could looked into two identical pairs.
"Tell me that you aren't seeing what I'm seeing," Dannah told Darryl, her eyes fixated into the girl as if she had seen her own ghost.
"Dannah did you give birth to a daughter?" Darryl whispered to her.
"I'm not anymore sure of the answer," Dannah admitted, very much confused to see a younger version of her own self in the meeting hall.
"Hi, We've finally met President D" Said the girl with big wide smile, "I'm so thrilled, aren't you uncle?"
