Part 2 : “—daughter.”,The word shattered the air.
Elena stopped breathing. “No…” she whispered immediately, shaking her head, stepping back. “No, that’s not possible. My parents are dead.” The woman’s face twisted — not with anger, but with something far worse. Guilt. “They told you that,” she said softly. “Because I made them.” Elena’s world tilted. “What…?” The woman closed the distance again,…
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