Leaving the Orphanage


Still reeling from what he’d learned, Jake walked out of the orphanage, clutching the few belongings tied to his earliest days.
Each step toward his car felt heavier than the last, his arms wrapped protectively around the weathered teddy bear and his mother’s note.

As he slid behind the wheel, his thoughts churned.
The items were all he had of a life stolen from him—and he was determined to recover what he could of that story.

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