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She takes her mask off.
She's done it a few times before. Rarely, but it happened. But always after George insisted she'd do it. A strong nose, sand-colored hair that falls onto her eyes, a slight upturn of the lips, even when she's not smiling. Freckles adorn her cheeks and nose, and a beauty mark sits next to her eye.
A carbon copy of her. Save for the dark golden eyes. There's no scar that nicks her upper lip as well but it's very clearly her, it's always been her and George knows it can't be a coincidence.
"Hi," she whispers.
George just breathes. She can't take her eyes off her. Not when she's here, kneeling in front of her.