Prologue

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'Elizabeth, dear, I know this may be a sensitive question, but... Please answer it for me, Honey Pie, you know I have amnesia,'
Elizabeth looked up at her mother and nodded.
Other than her, her mama was the prettiest woman in the world. They had the same auburn hair, pale skin and soft green eyes. She even had the same freckles as her! If she was still alive, she would be just as breathtakingly beautiful- perhaps even more so!
'Are you sure, Lizzy? This may bring back some trauma for you...'
Elizabeth blinked and smiled sweetly. That was often the only way out of one of Mama's nagging- after all, now nobody could resist her charm!  Wasn't that the whole point of learning how to pretend?
Her mother sighed and finally asked the 'sensitive question'...
'I can only vaguely recall it...
Lizzy, how did you die?'

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