ISLAI found the article late at night, buried in an old digital archive I almost gave up searching through. The headline was small and easy to miss: "Northern Wolves Luna Vanishes Without a Trace." It was fourteen years old, and most of it read like nonsense, talking about some private family tragedy connected to the hockey organization, but it was the photograph that made me stop breathing.The image was damaged, the edges burned like it had survived a fire, and half the woman's face was gone. But the part that remained, the eyes, the shape of her cheekbone, the way she tilted her head slightly to the side, made my stomach twist into a knot I couldn't explain.She looked like me.I sat there staring at that photograph for a long time, telling myself it was nothing, just a strange coincidence, people looked alike all the time. But some part of me, some quiet part I usually ignored, whispered that this wasn't a coincidence at all.I didn't get to think about it much longer.When I got
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