“We searched everywhere,” Danielle said. “For years.”
Her voice broke.
“We never stopped.”
Something inside me shifted.
Slowly.
Carefully.
“Will you come home with us?” she asked.
I looked at Desiree.
She nodded once.
So I said yes.
Their house didn’t look real.
It was quiet. Clean. Bigger than anything I had ever known.
“This is your home,” Danielle said.
I didn’t know what to feel.
They showed me a hallway.
Then a door.
Then more rooms.
“This part is yours,” Michael said.
“All of it?”
They smiled.
“We have time to make up for.”
For the first time in a long time…
I felt something different.
Not relief like everything was fixed.
But relief like I wasn’t alone anymore.
I touched the necklace.
The one I almost sold.
The one that changed everything.
I thought I was giving up the last piece of my past.
Turns out…
it was the only thing that could bring me back to it.
