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As the echo of my father's footsteps receded into the night, silence enveloped us like a thick blanket. My mind raced with what he'd revealed.

Is my mother still alive today? Hidden away, looking for her possessions?

I couldn't breathe, let alone think clearly. Ethan placed his fingers against mine, his consistent warmth grounding me. I looked up at him, and we were both dumbfounded