Chapter 9 - The Flight to Geneva
Six months after the trial, Lily was fully recovered and back to her bright, energetic self.
Marcus and I left her with a trusted nanny and boarded a flight to Switzerland.
The FBI had worked with international authorities to verify Vanessa's claim.
Nora, now living as Elara Vance, was a twenty-seven-year-old architect working in Geneva.
Her adoptive parents had passed away years ago, leaving her a massive fortune.
She had no idea she had been purchased from a family in America.
Walking up to her modern architectural office felt like walking to my own execution.
What if she hated me?
What if the truth destroyed her perfect life?
Marcus squeezed my shoulder as we stood outside her glass-walled office.
"She deserves to know the truth, Sarah," he said gently.
I took a deep breath and pushed the heavy glass door open.
A woman with familiar dark hair and my exact same green eyes looked up from her blueprints.
My heart stopped beating in my chest.
It was like looking into a mirror, seeing a ghost from my childhood brought back to life.
"Can I help you?" she asked, her accent slightly European.
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"My name is Sarah," I said, my voice trembling.
"And I think you are my sister."
