The Traitor's Daughter

"Yes, I am Liz," the young woman spoke up sweetly, but her voice sounded robotic.

Stella was at a loss for words.

Robert could not recognize Liz until now because she covered almost her entire face with her hair all day long. Also, she did not like appearing before others when she lived with the Mercers, so they would not meet each other for a few days at once. It had been so long since then that