Life went on, slowly.
Nora graduated from high school.
Then, college.
She called me "dad" for the first time after the adoption papers were signed.
However, Emily never left our lives.
Every birthday.
Every Christmas.
Every birthday.
Her room remained exactly as she had left it.
Ten years after Emily's disappearance, everything changed.
Nora received a message from an unknown account.
He simply asked:
"Did your father stop looking for me after he adopted you?"
My heart almost stopped.
Another message followed.
"I need to know if he replaced me."
Then, a photograph appeared.
Emily.
Older.
Thinner.
But unmistakably Emily.
None of us could breathe.
Nora responded immediately.
"He never stopped searching."
She sent photos of Emily's room, which was intact.
Posters of missing persons.
The memorial tours.
White daisies.
All.
Emily only answered once.
"They told me he was happier without me."
That night, Nora went to meet her.
Hours later, she returned home.
She stood outside, tears streaming down her face.
Then she opened the front door.
Behind her was a woman I hadn't seen in ten years.
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