When Georgia took her grandkids to the beach, she never expected a revelation that would shatter her world. As they splashed in the waves, their excited shouts drew her attention to a café where a couple sat—a couple who looked strikingly like her late daughter Monica and her husband, Stephan. It had been two years since their tragic accident, or so she thought.
Grief had been an unpredictable companion, but Georgia had managed to build a new life for herself and her grandsons, Andy and Peter. That steady reality unraveled one quiet morning when an anonymous letter appeared in her kitchen: “They’re not really gone.” The words filled her with a mix of hope and terror, igniting a painful curiosity.
Bewildered, she clutched the note. A few hours later, an alert from her credit card company revealed that Monica’s card—one she kept active as a keepsake—had been used at a local café.
Stunned, she called the bank, which confirmed that a virtual card linked to her daughter’s account had made the charge. But Georgia had never set one up.
Driven by dread and hope, she confided in her friend Ella, who urged her to seek answers. Following the clues to the beach, Georgia was shocked when Andy and Peter recognized their parents—or at least a couple who looked just like them.
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