"I never said she was my godmother," Eliana said almost immediately. She didn't know why her relationship with the woman was so she could not categorize into any place at all. "But She looked a lot like you. Or you look a lot like her."
Lillian sat up again and glared at her. She just told her not to drop a bomb on her like that again, and she went ahead to do it.
"I am not lying. You look alike," Eliana said as she didn't understand the reason behind the glare.
"I know," Lillian said and buried her face in her palms, and she sighed. 'What the f*ck is going on'. She asked herself. Things shouldn't be this way, or should they? She didn't know. One night of rampage was all he took to have a woman who looked like her pop out of nowhere, and now, she was utterly confused. Everything was no longer making sense.
