Lina’s ears buzzed, doubting if she had misheard. Her gaze was fixed on Zuko, lips moving but unable to utter a sound.

“Lina…” Zuko felt helpless witnessing her distressed reaction. He didn’t know how to comfort her, hold her, or explain everything.

“You… you’re joking, right?” Lina’s lips twitched. “Zuko, don’t make things up…”

“It’s true.” Zuko locked eyes with her. “You’re not Lina Jenner. You’re Pamela Thompson.”

“How is that possible!?”

“If you don’t believe me, look further back.”

Zuko turned the album to later pages.

The deeper they delved, the clearer the image of the little girl became.

At her one-month celebration, innocence adorned her like a newborn.

laughed joyously, captivated by someone’s

she sat up, clapping her

At three years old…

Lina’s heart pounded violently!

a drawer, retrieved the photo Melissa had given Cordelia,

His voice turned hoarse. “Don’t these

stood motionless like

fluffy dress, sporting a

held by Melissa, being coaxed to face the camera, her

clothes, and intended to take you

trapped in an

drift away, observing herself being gently embraced by Zuko from mid-air. His voice sounded distant,

searched for you for a long time. I searched for

blow, causing her pain

reddened, his large hand tenderly

home, alright?” His voice strained. “Pammy,

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