A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust by Sally Garcia

"Could it really be her?" Silas's eyes went wide with surprise.

"What?" Calliope whipped around to face him. "You know her?"

Silas hesitated, just for a second, then quickly shook his head in denial. “No, I don't. I've never seen her before."

He frowned, his gaze growing distant, clearly lost in thought.

Calliope could tell, though, he was hiding something from her. He definitely knew something, but wasn't saying. She wanted to push, to ask questions. But she knew from experience that if someone doesn't want to talk, it doesn't matter how much you ask. All you get are lies.

So she let it go. If Silas ever decided to tell her, he would.

Her own feelings were a mess. Kermit knew the truth, but she wasn't sure if her brothers did. The Jewell family-her "family"-definitely had no clue. They didn't even know their real daughter was already gone.

out the real Calliope was dead. Would they care? Would they be sad? Or would it not matter at all, since they'd never really cared about her in

them anything. She'd tried for years to make herself part of their family,

least now she knew the truth. She had a mother who truly loved

regret for the real Calliope. But maybe, in a way, she was lucky. If she had survived, there was no guarantee her life would have been any better. The Jewells would never have treated her well; she might have suffered even more. Maybe leaving this world and getting a second chance, somewhere with a family who would

nothing left in the old farmhouse, Calliope

stopped to say goodbye to

sad. "Wish you could stay a few

perked up. "Hang on, let me grab a few things for

really, you don't have to. We've got everything we

the same as country food!