First, she might genuinely care about her sister, hence remembering all her preferences and greatest fears.
Second, she might just want to replace her and become her.
If it's the latter, perhaps the one who impersonated Poppy back then was her.
"I understand, thank you."
Having said that, Linden Hawthorne stood up and turned to leave.
Georgia Thorne, seeing this, bit her lip softly and called out to him as he reached the door.
"Mr. Hawthorne."
Linden Hawthorne turned back, his long and narrow peach-blossom eyes slightly narrowing, his voice gentle yet thick with a sense of detachment: "Does Miss Thorne have any other matters?"
Georgia Thorne intertwined her hands, a myriad of emotions in her eyes, eventually converging into something gentle: "Are you really... unable to do without her?"
Linden Hawthorne felt an inexplicable familiarity with her demeanor, but couldn't recall where he had seen it before.
"Yes, I cannot do without her."
