______________..."My sweet child. My sweet sweet child." Elizabeth Keller kissed my cheeks with the love, affection, and warmth of a mother. My memory of hers was only from the galas and charity balls we attended but from the way she behaved, it seemed as though we were really close, closer than me and my mother perhaps. "I wanted to come visit sooner but your husband wouldn't let me, saying that I would overwhelm you and scare you." She let out a laugh. "As if that was possible. You always loved me more than you loved him." "And I was right, wasn't I?" Rowan rolled his eyes, trying to get Elizabeth off of me. "Look at you latching onto her and overwhelming her. She doesn't remember you, Mom. You are a stranger right now." That was the Rowan that I knew. The one who did not care about anyone's opinion and said what's on his mind without caring what others thought.The Rowan that I had been seeing since I woke up from the coma was completely different. He only cared about me an
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