The waiter smiled slightly, pointed to the girl sleeping peacefully on the sofa in the distance, and said:
"She's here."
Demi lifted her head, her eyes wide in surprise. She dashed forward in a single bound, kneeling on one knee in front of the sofa. Holding her breath, she feared this was just a dream that might be shattered by the slightest exhale.
She reached out her hand but didn't dare to touch the snow-white hair identical to her own. The face reflecting in her eyes was so similar to her own that it felt like she was looking in a mirror.
Demi covered her mouth, tears instantly welling up in her eyes. She didn't dare to make a sound, afraid of waking the girl before her. Bowing her head, she stood up with a flushed face, her vision entirely blurred.
This was her niece.
Nomi Anderson Guesette, missing for two years.
