Bella's hands were trembling as she paced back and forth, her heart pounding in her chest. Aiden was gone. Her sweet, innocent son had vanished. The toys she had just bought him were scattered across the floor, untouched. Panic surged through her veins like fire, and she struggled to catch her breath. She had searched everywhere—the courtyard, the halls, the small garden behind the convent—but there was no sign of him.It was as if the ground had swallowed him whole.She clenched her fists, tears blurring her vision. This couldn’t be happening. After all the running, the hiding, and the sleepless nights spent worrying about their safety—now her worst fear had come true. Someone had taken her baby.Her voice cracked as she whispered to herself, “He’s gone… oh God, he’s gone…”One of the sisters, Sister Ann, entered the room, her expression grave. She approached Bella cautiously, as if any sudden movement might shatter her completely. “Bella,” she said softly, “we need to call the poli
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