🕵️ The Old File in the Attic
At midnight, Clara crept into the attic. Boxes of old toys and family albums lined the walls. One box stood out: labeled PRIVATE — MARK.
Inside were hospital forms, adoption records, and one faded photo.
A young woman with tired eyes, tangled hair… holding a newborn.
On the back:
“Clara — 2010. My angel.”
The woman in the photo looked exactly like the one from the park.
