Little did Shane know, Wynter beat him to it. She grabbed Marieâs wrist and looked into Marieâs eyes.Her voice was calm and steady. âWho Is Naomi?â
âSheâs my daughter.â Marie clutched her long hair with one hand. âShe is very obedient. Sheâs tiny, justlike
a baby.â
Wynter lowered her gaze, and her black eyes seemed to possess a magical power. âNaomi is not your
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âNaomi is not my daughter?â Marie went from confusion to doubt.