Adopted Son

Samantha drove aimlessly on the road.

Suddenly.

A slender figure flashed from the alley on the roadside.

She abruptly stopped the car by the roadside, opened the door, and ran out of the car, shouting the name of Alexander in her mouth.

"Alexander... Alexander...!"

But the alley was pitch black, with nothing in it, so quiet that you could almost hear breathing.

She suddenly deflated like a balloon, slumped her shoulders, walked out of the alley in a daze, her eyes lifeless as if she had lost her light, surrounded by a gloom.

It had been a day.

Still no word from Alexander.

She knew Alexander well, although mischievous at times, he would never do anything to make her worry.

Even in the midst of sadness and sorrow, he was not a child who would leave without an explanation.

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