The Lost Vance Daughter

Darius

Bryce’s mother nodded without hesitation, her expression firm even though her eyes were still red and swollen from crying.

“Yes,” she said loudly, her voice echoing slightly down the hallway. “Yes, I did. Clara is my daughter. She is the daughter the Vance family has been searching for all these years.”

My father’s eyes widened at her words, shocked. He slowly turned his head toward me,