Chapter 3
My daughter still had no idea.
Because I was already gone.
From my hidden vantage point, I watched her struggle to her feet, her hands reaching out desperately to every passerby like a frantic woman lost in a nightmare. Tears streamed down her face as she dropped to her knees, bowing her head in pleading desperation.
“Please—believe me—save my mom…”
But her cries fell on deaf ears.
No one paid her any attention.
They dismissed her as a fraud, a scammer trying to manipulate sympathy.
With no other option, Evelyn clutched my jacket tighter around her trembling frame and staggered toward the border police station perched high at 4,500 meters above sea level.
Still, no one took her seriously.
Benjamin and I had spent more years apart than together, as if we were ghosts to the world.
He was the head of the rescue team, a familiar face to the officers stationed there.
Thanks to him, everyone at the border post assumed he was single—no wife, no children—only his so-called “close friend,” Victoria Sterling.
Even when Evelyn pulled out her phone and showed them our only family photo, no one believed a word.
“That’s Captain Carter? The picture’s too blurry. Probably photoshopped.”
“Captain Carter never mentioned having a kid.”
“Got it. Understood… Yeah, I get it.”
He ended the call and looked back at Evelyn with nothing but cold irritation.
“Kid, you can’t make up stories like this.”
“Captain Carter just told me—you snuck out from a relative’s house. Said you’re known for lying.”
“He’s waiting for you outside. Go on.”
Evelyn froze, the color draining completely from her face.
She tried to protest, to explain more, but the officer brusquely pushed her out of the station.
And there, standing beside his car in the cold mountain air, was Benjamin.

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