Alette smiled and looked down for a moment. She couldn't deny that she had heard that before. Many times actually. Once, her grandfather had even referred to her as her mother's little clone. This rebellious streak that had popped up after school resented the comparisons but it was a matter of genetics she couldn't help. Now that she was a bit older now, it didn't seem so annoying. Her mother was a beautiful woman, brilliant. It wasn't the worst fate in the world to resemble her.
"Thank you." She said looking up again. "She has very good genes I think. Though she says personality wise, I am many ways like my father."