Nefretiri
"That's you in your mommy's belly," I pointed to the almost invisible swell of Halyee's stomach, smiling as I tried to help Willow connect to her past. "They loved you so much. See?"
"That's me?" She looked so hopeful, smiling hesitantly as we looked through the same pictures she must've looked at a million times. "My auntie said my mommy didn't want me."
"She lied," I hated that for her. The words of someone a child trusted made her believe her parents hated her. "Does that look like your mommy and daddy didn't want you? Look at how happy they look about you."
