Part 3 - Is it really her?
-YOU´RE GOING TO DO WHAT?
-I´m flying to Portland to end this once and for all - Maya replied over video chat
-Have you lost your mind? You can't just leave campus and get on a plane to meet a girl you just knew.
-Riley, I need to end this, what if it is her?
-Have you considered that even if that girl is Ava she's now living a life where she has friends and perhaps doesn't need to be reminded of a past she may have forgotten?
-But
-I want to have her back as much as you do… but not at the expense of the happiness she has now.
-Wait, how do you
-I've been doing my research too. This Olive Rozalsky seems to be happy the way she is.
Maya closed her eyes
-Either way… she at least needs to know we miss her…
Meanwhile Sydney walked into the jewish temple where Olive and her family attended services on the weekends. Silently she sat in the couch outside rabbi Feller's office. She was startled when the woman walked out a realized she was there.
-You're Sydney right? Olive Rozalsky's friend, I remember you from her bar Mitzvah.
-Yeah, I… can I talk to you?
-Of course, come into my office.
The rabbi listened as the teenager explained what she had discovered and how things were happening.
-Sydney… before you tell anything to Olive I'll do some research OK? Promise me you won't say anything to her until then.
-I promise. Thank you rabbi.
But things were about to take an unexpected tour as, two days later, Olive had stayed at Sydney's house as they were working on a particularly complex math homework and the first accepted to help the latter with it. Yet as the brunette went to the kitchen to return the plates were they had sandwiches, Olive saw a video call coming in on her best friend's laptop. Curious she approached.
-Maya… Hart… huh…
She didn't knew why, she didn't even realized when her hand moved and her finger clicked on the trackpad accepting the call. What happened after was shocking for the both. At Portland's airport Maya was startled to see, not Sydney, but the girl she knew as Ava on the screen.
-A… Ava?
Olive on the other hand was frozen, her hands trembling, why did she felt something in her waking up, like a long forgotten part of her life, all she could do was glare at the screen until it was too much for her and she simply plummeted to the floor.
-Hey Olive, have you figu OLIVE! DAD COME QUICK!
It took ten minutes for Olive to open her eyes again, it was a slow return to reality, but as the memories of the past few minutes came back she sat on the bed startling Sydney who was sitting nearby.
-OLIVE!
-Sydney, I… I need to go home,
-Olive wait, it's not
-I´m fine, I'll… I'll see you tomorrow at school OK?
Even Max was startled when she saw her coming down the stairs looking extremely nervous.
-Olive how are you feeling?
-I… It's OK, all OK Mr. R, I just… just need to go home…
Minutes later Olive was in her room, as she sat on her bed her mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, memories and emotions.
-What's happening… why did… why did I felt so… strange… who was that woman?
Suddenly, images of a conversation appeared on her mind
-…so what's next Maya?
-Next I'll take care of you, always…
Meanwhile at the Reynolds residence Maya video chats with Sydney from her hotel room.
-You mean she answered you? - Sydney asked in shock
-Yes, it was surreal…
-But are you sure Olive is this Ava girl? - Max asked
-I think so… I mean… she went missing just after her parents died in the car crash…
-Wait, she was with them? - asked Max
-That was the problem from the very beginning, police wasn't sure, she wasn't home… it was weird…
Max got up from the couch and glared at nowhere.
-Dad? Dad what's wrong? - Sydney asked
-It's just that… the first time I met Olive… was when she was seven… I don't remember her mother talking about her before that…
Meanwhile at Olive's home the blonde girl confronts her mother.
-Mom I need to know something.
-Sure sweety, what is it?
-Why is it that you have photos of my brothers when they were babies all over the living room but not a single one of me?
-W… what?
-Do you have pictures of me when I was born!?
To be continued…