I stop and look at her. "What's wrong?" I ask quietly. She's staring at something - no, someone. Following her gaze, I realize she's fixed on Sophia.

"How does she look so much like her mother?" she asks in disbelief. "She's exactly like her - how?"

Mia turns to me, her body going rigid. Something in her eyes sets off alarm bells - my protective instincts kick in. I step between her and Sophia, letting out a warning snarl. "Stop staring at my ...