68. He Noticed

Adrien got up to shower, leaving me alone in the living room. I wandered around the house, curious about the various items scattered about. Family photos, awards, and achievements filled the walls and shelves.

I paused at a large group photo, clearly old, judging by the fashion. It must have been taken over twenty years ago.

I scrutinized each face until the floor seemed to drop out from under me, plunging me into a new depth of confusion.

My mom was there, staring back at me.

My damn mom. She was standing next to a younger version of Coop.

I'd always heard I looked exactly like her when she was a teen, but I'd never seen any real proof. Her bio family supposedly didn't care enough to take photos.

But there it was, a longer-haired version of me, staring back from the past.

I didn't even hear Jules come up behind me. "That's the first photo the academy allowed a graduating group to take," he said.

"Graduating group?" I asked.

Holy shit. My mother went here?

I pointed to another f