Alexander POV

My gaze vetoed to stay away from her figure,, so I tolerated my eyes to linger on her. It was so hard to believe, but the obvious was striking that she's not Kiara. My Kiara was much more pretty than her with a full black silky smooth hair while she was a blonde, I despise blonde. However, their hair was the only difference, they were just so identical. The same complexion, stature, posture, stepping, everything. Even her lips were as soft as Kiara's. “Are you sure you are Amelia's real mother?” Heeding granny's question, I readjusted on my seat, fixing my eyes on the woman. I really have...