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The evening breeze whispered gently as Evalina opened the back window of the old house. The twilight glow slowly poured in, casting long shadows across the wooden floor.Inside her mother’s room, Evalina was tidying an old drawer that hadn’t been opened in years. Her fingers brushed against aged letters, faded diaries, and dusty photo albums. But when she shifted a stack of books, something hard caught her attention at the bottom of the drawer—a brown envelope, tightly sealed.On the back, a single sentence was written in italic handwriting:> “For Evalina. Read this when you’ve become a mother and begin to question everything.”Evalina swallowed hard. Her hands trembled as she broke the seal.---Inside was a single sheet of paper—its handwriting neat but visibly aged. At the bottom, just one initial: M.> “Evalina,I know you grew up with the story that you once had a sibling who died as a baby. That they were buried in silence. But listen carefully... there was never a sibling. It

That night, the house felt far quieter than usual.Even the ticking of the wall clock—normally a comforting rhythm in her lonely nights—seemed reluctant to echo.Evalina sat in the living room, a small wooden box open on her lap.A gold necklace with the initials E.R. glimmered faintly under the dim light. And a photo—an old, faded picture—showed two children standing side by side. A boy and a girl. Both with silver eyes. Both staring at the camera without a smile.Evalina couldn't stop staring.“Is that me? Or is that her?” she wondered. But the question of who was “me” and who was “her” only grew more blurred.Hunter entered the room carrying two cups of tea. He said nothing, simply sitting beside her—giving her space to think, to cry if she needed to.“Someone came this morning,” Evalina murmured, her voice barely audible.Hunter turned to her. “Who?”Evalina shook her head. “No one was there. Just this box… left at the door.”Hunter sighed softly. “Any idea who sent it?”Evalina’s

The sky was still gray, but the rain had stopped. Only dew and the scent of wet earth lingered. Evalina stood staring at the ground where Eloise’s necklace had fallen, her breath ragged, her heart still trembling.But enough was enough.“I don’t want to talk about this anymore,” Evalina muttered, bending down to pick up the necklace. Her fingers clutched the small pendant tightly, as if trying to contain the chaos swirling inside her.“Evalina, wait. You can’t just pretend none of this happened—” Claire stepped forward, but Hunter quickly moved between them.“Leave her alone,” Hunter said firmly. “She’s had enough.”Evalina turned to Claire, her eyes wet but cold. “You lied to me all this time. You said you loved me like your own daughter, but you were just a handler. You... you were part of all this.”Claire lowered her gaze. “I—I did lie. But my love for you is real, Eva. That wasn’t a lie.”“One lie ruins everything.”Without waiting for a reply, Evalina turned and walked toward he

Evalina’s heartbeat was still racing, like war drums pounding in her chest. Her hands trembled—even after holding her baby again, her body refused to calm. The nightmare still clung to her, lurking in every corner of the room, waiting for the right moment to resurface.Hunter sat beside her in the cozy living room of the beach house. The ocean breeze slipped gently through a cracked-open window, carrying the salty, cold scent of the coastal night.Evalina cradled her baby tightly in her arms, as if terrified he might be taken away from her again.“Hey,” Hunter whispered gently, touching her shoulder. “You’re safe now. He’s safe.”Evalina looked at him, her eyes still red and watery. “I feel like... this happiness is only temporary. Like it could be stolen from me at any moment.”Hunter took a deep breath, then wrapped his arms around her. Evalina’s body was tense at first, but then she leaned into his chest. Their baby slept peacefully between them.“I won’t let that happen,” Hunter w

The front door was tightly shut.Hunter stared at Evalina—her face pale, her eyes swollen from crying, and her entire body trembling.She clutched the baby tightly to her chest, as if letting go would shatter her entire world.Hunter dropped his small backpack onto the floor and strode over to her.“Tell me everything. From the beginning,” he said, his voice low but firm.Evalina sat at the edge of the sofa, her voice shaking.“Someone came. They knocked… again and again. But when I looked through the peephole, there was no one out there. It was like they… didn’t cast a shadow. But the voice was clear. They knew my name, Hunter.”Hunter clenched his fists. “Did you see their face?”Evalina shook her head slowly. “No. But… they left this.” She handed him a crumpled piece of paper she had picked up from the bedroom floor.Hunter scanned it quickly, his expression hardening.“We need to get out of here. Now. That person… they know too much.”Just as he stood, a cold gust of wind blew thr