Please Come Back, My Love novel Chapter 137

Chapter 137

The rose was carved with impossible precision. But it wasn’t just the flower-there were initials etched around the edge of the locket. Elegant script that

looked expensive. A.M.H.

“The police had an antiques expert look at it.’ Moms voice was soft now. Almost reverent. “He said it was Cartier. White gold with hand-engraved details-

which means it s probably from the early 1900s. The craftsmanship suggests it belonged to one of the old East Coast families.”

My brain tried to calculate what that meant. “So it’s… valuable?”

“Priceless.” She set it back in the box carefully. “The expert said whoever owned this came from serious money. Like old American aristocracy. The kind of

family that owned steel mills and had senators in their back pocket.”

I sank back into my chair. My legs wouldn’t hold me anymore.

“I always knew you didn’t come from nothing,” Mom continued. The way you carried yourself, even as a toddler-you had this posture, this… grace. Like you’d been raised by nannies in some mansion. And your manners- She laughed, but it sounded sad. “You’d curtsy to strangers and say please’ and ‘thank you’ like you’d been trained in finishing school.”

“I curtsied?”

“All the time. For months after I found you.” She wiped her eyes again. “You’d do it automatically-like muscle memory. And you spoke so formally for such a little thing. No baby talk. Full sentences with perfect grammar.”

I stared at the locket. At this piece of my past that I didn’t remember. Didn’t want to remember.

“Why now?” I asked again. Quieter this time. “Why tell me all this now?

Mom’s face crumpled. ‘Because I need you to find them.”

“Find who?”

“Your family.” She grabbed my hands before I could pull away again. “Your biological family. Whoever they are, wherever they are-they’re out there. And this locket is the key to finding them.”

“I don’t want to find them. My voice was ice. “They abandoned me on the side of a highway. What kind of family does that?”

r “Maybe they didn’t have a choice.” Mom’s grip tightened. Maybe something happened-something terrible that forced them to-

“To leave a baby on the side of the road?” I yanked my hands free. “There’s no excuse for that. None.”

“Elena-

“No.” I stood up again, backing toward the door. “I don’t care who they are. I don’t care about some fancy locket or old money or my family. You. Not some strangers who threw me away like trash.”

“Baby, please-

My voice cracked Yese

“I not going to waste whatever time we have left chasing ghosts.” Tears were streaming down my face now. Hot and angry. “I’m not going to leave you alone to go looking for people who clearly didn’t want me in the first place.

3:05 pm MA

Chapter 137-

still holding that damn box. She looked so fragile. Like a strong wind could blow her away.

I don’t want you to be alone when I’m gone she whispered.

And just like that, all my anger drained away,

Because that was what this was really about. Not the locket or my mysterious origins or some bullshit quest to find my “real” family.

She was scared I’d be alone.

‘Mom.” I crossed the room and pulled her into my arms. She felt like paper. Like if I held her too tight, she’d crumble. I’ll never be alone. You made sure of

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