Ambrosia stilled. Surely to god Trystan couldn’t imagine she was talking about Liliana? She had barely acknowledged the girl existing when she lived in her house, she was unlikely to do so now that she was no longer a physical presence, and she was even less likely to show any interest in the things that happened to her, good or bad.
“Who else would I mean?” She asked slowly, raising her gaze to Trystan’s.
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