Family secrets
Emma’s pulse quickened as she considered the implications. She had always thought she knew her family inside and out—the names, the faces, the history. Yet Edgar’s name had never been whispered at reunions or tucked inside photo albums. He had never appeared at birthdays or Sunday dinners. Whoever he was, he had been hidden. That secrecy pressed down on her, the absence itself louder than any spoken word. What else had her family concealed?
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