A young woman discovered a baby on a bench in a small park. In that moment, she still had no idea who the child’s father was, nor that her own life was about to be turned upside down.
That evening was woven from silence and autumn chill. Anna, who had stayed late at the library finishing the annual reports before a strict inspection, was walking the short way home through the park. The air was thick and damp, smelling of damp leaves, smoke from distant chimneys, and something bitter-spicy that late October […]
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