On March 15, 1839, Thomas Whitmore walked into the slave quarters at Riverside Plantation expecting to inspect his newest purchase in the clear light of morning.
Instead, he nearly collapsed.
The young woman he had bought at auction the previous afternoon stood in the doorway, the pale dawn illuminating her face. In that instant, Thomas felt his hands begin to tremble — not with desire, not with pride, but with recognition so devastating that he had to grip the wooden frame to steady himself.
She looked exactly like his late wife.
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