Eleora hesitated in the sea of people, part of her had always known he was alive, even if it was easier to wish he wasn’t. To mourn him would be far easier than to walk the Earth knowing he was too. She was working off only a name, a tip, and an old photograph that may not even be him now--but that thought faded the moment her eyes fell on him. He looked the same, as timelessly young as the day he walked away, leaving his own daughter to face the world alone. She took a deep breathe as she gathered herself and headed to towards him with her intent in mind. She slowed her pace, mustering an intrigued grin as she stopped only inches from him. “Excuse me, would your last name happen to be Montgomery?” She had only been given a last name, the one thing she was sure he’d never change. “My employer never gave me more than that.”
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