450 The Long Lost Tale (Part II)

Abigail was frozen as she stood in front of the cloaked girl, simply staring at her face. This girl looked exactly like her when she was 17 or 18 years old.

Abigail was mesmerised and couldn't help but just study this girl's face. She looked at the cloaked girl's face closely, looking to confirm her suspicions and although the girl's hair was longer than hers had been at that age, the color of her eyes, the fullness of her cheeks, the length of her nose were exactly the same! She was her exact replica! There was no way this girl could be someone else. Was this girl supposed to be her?

But how? And why was she wearing such an ancient looking cloak?

It made Abigail look back through her memories of when she was 17 or 18 and wondered if she had ever worn a cloak like that before. But she had no recollection of such a thing. She didn't own anything remotely like the clothes this girl was wearing and she never went to any dress up parties at all.