Going down in the elevator, Ele felt her phone buzz in her bag, but her hands were full with her box. Going out into the lobby though, Ele put her box on the info counter to check the message,

"Elenna? Elenna Roxanne Davis? Is that you?"

Ele froze at the mention of her full name, she hadn't even told Tyler, so only one person in the world knew her name. Still holding her phone, Ele could feel her face pale when she locked eyes with a woman who strongly resembled her, but for the obvious signs of drug use and grey hair streaking her faded red hair.

Standing behind her was a skinny man with salt and pepper hair, his face pock marked from heavy drug use, one of men who haunted her dreams. 

Stumbling back as the woman approached her with open arms,

"Don't you dare touch me!"

"Baby! It's me! Your Momma!"