attorney was standing beside me, his expression changed from surprise to something I had never seen on his face before.
Fear.
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I should have recognized the warning signs.
But I was fourteen.
And despite everything, I still believed my mother wouldn’t deliberately abandon me.
So I ran.
I raced through the terminal, hurried down the stairs, and crossed the freezing parking lot.
When I reached our car, I searched everywhere.
The front seats.
The back seats.
The floor.
Even beneath the jackets we’d left inside.
There was no red purse.
I checked again.
Nothing.
My heart began pounding.
I sprinted back toward the station.
By the time I reached Platform 7, the train was already moving.
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