When Sonya went to answer, everyone, even Denzel, gathered around for a closer look. They glanced at the hooded figure in the painting, then back at Ashe.

"Isn't that you?"

Ashe said, "Yeah, I think so too. Which is why that can't be the correct answer."

Sonya had suspected as much, but she didn't understand where his confidence came from. "Why are you so sure?"

Ashe explained, "Because the question asks who you love most. Leaving me aside for a moment, what do you think the relationship is between the other two people and the lover?"

It took a moment for the group to realize that by lover, Ashe was referring to Sonya.

Dia looked at the middle-aged farm woman. "Could this be the lover's mother?"

Denzel added, "It could be an adoptive mother, a teacher, or an aunt. Regardless of her exact identity, her age suggests she likely raised the lover."

Sonya nodded. "Even without my memories, she feels familiar. She's almost certainly an elder."

Ashe gave a slight nod of agreement, then pointed to the dark-skinned girl. "And her?"

Denzel guessed, "The daughter?"

Sonya frowned slightly. "Maybe a younger sister?"

Suddenly, a shrill scream rang...