Three years ago, my mother went out for a walk… and disappeared without a trace.
No note. No calls. No clues. One moment she was there, the next—gone.
I was a rising fashion designer then. Now? I was barely holding myself together.
Then, one stormy afternoon, something eerie happened.
I was jogging to clear my head when I spotted a small girl—no older than three—sitting alone on a swing set.
No parents. No one nearby. Just her, and the wind picking up fast.
When I asked where her family was, she quietly whispered her name: Mia.
Instinct kicked in. I couldn’t leave her there. So I brought her home to keep her safe.
But it wasn’t until I noticed the necklace around her neck that everything… shifted.
A familiar piece of jewelry. One I hadn’t seen since the day my mother vanished.
That night, I made a discovery that kept me wide awake.
And at 5 a.m., a knock at the door changed everything.
She was just a lost little girl in the park. But when I saw what was hanging around her neck — the locket my mother wore the day she vanished — I knew my world was about to change.
