CHAPTER 33: I AM HAZEL

HAZEL'S POV

Why the hell is this weird lady staring at me like

that?

Did she just call me Lucinda?

I should introduce myself.

"I'm Hazel," I corrected her.

"Lucinda was my mother."

The white-haired woman got a tad bit too close for

comfort. I felt Zander's arms tighten around my waist.

It was obvious that he also was oblivious about

the events taking place at the moment.

The woman examined my face with her eyes. She

seemed taken with my features. Her eyes sparkled as she drank in every crook

and nook of my face.

"You look exactly like Lucinda and I don't

mean you have her eyes or her nose - I mean you're the exact replica of her.

You could be her twin!" She gasped out.

"You knew my mother?" I wiggled from

Zander's clutches.

"Knew Her? Honey, we were best friends, along

with Genevieve and Zander's mother. We were the fearsome foursome," she

laughed.

"You really knew my mom?" I asked. A

tear skated down my cheek.

"Yes dear, I did." She looked at me with

pitiful eyes.

"So what you're say