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The envelope felt wrong, heavier than it should have. Inside, a letter, and a photograph. Sarah hesitated, fingertips brushing the glossy surface. The face staring back at her was… disconcertingly familiar. A younger, male version of herself. Same eyes, same crooked smile. A ghost of her father.

She dropped the photo as if it had burned her. A gasp escaped her lips. The air in the room seemed to thicken, pressing down on her. The letter offered an explanation, a tearful apology from a woman she’d never known. But Sarah couldn't focus on the words. Only the face, that unnerving echo of her own, stared back at her from the floor.