For a year, I mourned my son’s loss, finding solace in the support of friends like Sarah. She urged me to move on, but her encouragement had a hidden motive.
When Sarah moved to another city, I visited her to express my gratitude. But nothing could have prepared me for the shock that awaited inside her new home. There stood my son—alive, healthy, and unmistakably himself.
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Prologue: A Miracle Marred by Despair I had always dreamed of becoming a mother—a vision filled with tender moments, soft lullabies, and a future crafted with endless…