Nobody spoke.Nobody moved.The photograph remained in Aruna's trembling hands.Her mother.Alive.The image was slightly blurry, taken from a distance, but there was no mistake.It was Elena.Older.More tired.But alive.For years Aruna had cried at a grave that never existed.For years she had mourned a woman who had never truly died.And now everything she believed had shattered.Tears rolled down her cheeks.She didn't even notice them."She's alive..."The words came out as a whisper.A prayer.A desperate hope.Gabriel nodded."She was."The room immediately became tense.Aruna looked up."What do you mean was?"Gabriel sighed."Three months ago, we confirmed Elena was alive."A pause."Two weeks later, she vanished."The hope inside Aruna cracked.Not gone.But cracked."What happened?"Gabriel slowly sat down."That's what we're trying to find out."Dante crossed his arms."Start from the beginning."The old founder nodded.Then pointed toward the photograph."We found her in
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