Ms. Thompson gave me a gentle nudge forward, clearly confused by the look on my face.
The girl sitting at the desk slowly turned around.
For a moment, I forgot how to breathe.
She looked exactly like Ava.
Same golden curls.
Same tiny dimple on the left cheek.
Same wide gray eyes.
My knees nearly gave out.
“Lily?” I whispered.
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