Lily POV
Deciding not to think too much, I started sorting through the files.
A moment later, I look up to find the old woman staring at me not when pity but in admiration. Her eyes crinkled with warmth.
“You’re a hard worker,” she remarked “Just like your mother.”
The mention of my mother made me pause again. I looked up at the woman, feeling my curiosity piquing. “You said before you knew her,” I said quietly. “On my first day in your office, you told me. What did you mean?”
The old lady smiled but didn’t answer immediately. Instead, she adjusted her glasses and began arranging some papers on her desk. “Your mother was a remarkable woman,” she said finally. “Strong, kind and full of determination. You remind me of her.”
My chest tightened. It wasn’t much, but any scrap of information about my mother felt like a lifeline. “How did you know her?” I pressed.
