A Painting at the Gallery Looked Exactly Like My Daughter – But When I Met the Artist, I Couldn’t Believe My Eyes

where she belonged. And Patrick forgot that Nova was his stepdaughter.”

Nova stepped back as if the words had physically struck her.

I moved beside her.

“She belonged with people who loved her.”

The side door opened.

Andrea leaned out.

“Nova? We’re announcing you now.”

Nova wiped her face.

Elaine said sharply, “You don’t have to do this.”

Nova looked at the continue reading …