🕰️ A Birthmark No One Should Know
The next day, Clara wore her hair up for gym class. The woman was there, holding the same teddy bear, humming softly.
“That little mark behind your ear—just like your father. I used to kiss it every night before bed,” she said.
Clara instinctively touched the small, heart-shaped birthmark hidden behind her ear.
“How—how do you know?”
“Because I gave it to you,” the woman replied, smiling through tears.
For the first time, Clara didn’t run.
