s she reached for me. Her eyes were wide, fille

ispered, her voice t

The words escaped my mouth before I coul

on. "Luciana... is that really you? After all these years?" Her hand hovered

a strange unease settle in my chest.

. you're-" She stopped herself, biting her lip, her hands trembl

watched in silence, her face unreadable. The room felt suddenly to

yes. He muttered under his breath, almost to himself, "It can't be... Luciana is gone.

her head in confusion, then stepped closer. "Oh my God," she whis

word slipping from my mouth without thought. It sounded so familiar,

gone for so long, we thought we lost you." She reached out, her hand hov

didn't know who I was. How could I? My mind felt like a blank slate, with onl

barely above a whisper. "I don't re

h. She looked at me with such a mix of disbelief and sadness, her face so familiar yet not. There was something about

u look just like her," she murmured, her arms wrapped around me as if afraid to let go. "My s

sper I couldn't quite hear. Why did it feel like I should know her, like I should remember? But all I

ster in my own skin, unable to reco

voice trembling now. "I do

rrassed by her emotional reaction. Her gaze softened, and she loo

her voice filled with grief and relie

That meant this woman, Mirabel, was family. But how cou

ought we had lost you forever," she said, her voice cracking with em

throat, caught between the confusion and pai

ith concern. "Ava, I know this is a lot. But you... you can't remember anything from

ly as I tried to process everything. "No, I... I

ness and understanding. "It's okay, sweeti

e questions, the uncertainty, it was too much. I could feel my chest tightening

.. I need some air," I whispered, taking a s

e cool air hit my face, and I breathed it in deeply, trying to calm the storm inside me. The weight

life. I didn't know who I was. And I

l is happeni