asked.
“For the necklace,” she corrected. “Because we knew… one day, it might lead us back to your family.”
I sat back slowly, trying to process it.
Desiree’s eyes softened.
“And after your Nana passed, I kept searching for 20 years. I made it my responsibility. I wasn’t going to let that story end unfinished.”
I sat back slowly, trying to process it.
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