Eleanor sat alone in her quiet living room, surrounded by the kind of silence that only grief leaves behind. Five years had passed since she lost her daughter, Ava, to leukemia. Her marriage to Joseph had fallen apart soon after, and her passion for photography faded into the background of her sorrow. But one ordinary evening, everything changed.
A Flicker of Hope
Scrolling through an adoption website, Eleanor stopped cold. On her screen was a photo of a little girl named Charlotte — the same age Ava would have been, with the same soft curls and curious brown eyes. Her breath caught. For a moment, it felt like time folded in on itself.
Without thinking, she called the number on the screen. “I saw a little girl named Charlotte,” she told the woman who answered, her voice trembling.
The woman, Samantha from Grace Adoption Services, spoke warmly. “We’d love to meet you,” she said. “Why don’t you come by the office?”
For the first time in years, Eleanor felt something other than loss — she felt hope.
A Chance at Healing
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