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Jamie quickly said, "No, Mommy's not upset. Why would you think that, Charlie?"

Charlie leaned into her touch as she gently patted his head to comfort him.

"But Mommy doesn't seem as happy as before. Why is that?"

"Because grown-ups always have a lot on their minds," Jamie said, looking at his innocent face. She didn't know how else to explain, so she left it at that.

It was true. What else could it be but worries?

Charlie seemed to understand a little, though not entirely. He grabbed her hand and said earnestly, "Then I hope Mommy won't be sad. I'll share half of my happiness with you!" Jamie couldn't help but laugh. Her mood instantly brightened.

After playing with Charlie for a while, he ran off on his own, leaving Jamie thinking he probably couldn't sit still. She didn't worry since he usually didn't go far. But Charlie had other plans. He went straight to the bedroom door.

"Uncle Ben, I did what you said, but Mommy still won't tell me. What should I do?" Charlie asked, wrapping his arms around Ben's neck, his face full of concern.

Ben tapped his nose lightly and said, "That's already great, Charlie. If you made Mommy smile, you've done an amazing job."

Charlie beamed at his words, his worries vanishing as quickly as they had come.

But the simplicity of a child's happiness wasn't something adults could easily share.

Jamie wasn't able to let go of her troubles so easily. And seeing her upset only deepened Ben's own concern.

*

Then, one day, Jamie received an anonymous text message.

The message contained just one short line. "This is Winnie. Someone's planning to harm you. Be careful."

Jamie shot up from her chair, the sudden movement scraping it loudly against the floor.

A helper rushed over, her hands still damp. "Miss Lewis, is everything alright?"

Jamie stared at the message for a long moment, taking several deep breaths before sitting back down. "It's nothing."

But inside, her mind was in chaos.

Her first instinct wasn't to doubt the sender's identity. She believed it.

She was alive!

It had to be Winnie.

She was alive!

A flood of joy surged through Jamie, but it came mixed with confusion and even more questions. Winnie's message only deepened the mystery.

Jamie bit her lip and sent several texts in a row, asking why Winnie hadn't come back and what was going on.

But there was no response.

It was as if the person who had sent

that single message had disappeared, leaving the number unused. The texts went unanswered, and the phone calls went unreturned. en FindNovel

Jamie couldn't get through no matter how hard she tried.

*

That evening, Ben worked late at the office and didn't come home until much later than usual.

As soon as he arrived, the helper informed him about Jamie's odd behavior.

Frowning, Ben didn't even bother to change his clothes before going to see Jamie.

When he found her, she hit him with the shocking news.

"What did you say?"

"Winnie's alive. My sister is still alive!" Jamie said with absolute certainty. She even repeated herself to make sure he believed her.

She had said it countless times

before, but Ben had always been

skeptical. He couldn't believe Winnie was still alive, especially after they had witnessed her burial themselves.

But this time was different.

Jamie didn't argue further. Instead, she handed him her phone and showed him the message. "She texted me. She told us to be careful. I think someone might have saved her back then, and the burned body wasn't hers."

Ben's eyes scanned the message repeatedly, his expression growing more serious.

"How does she know these things?" he asked, his tone skeptical.

Unlike Jamie, who trusted her sister implicitly, Ben was naturally cautious.

If Winnie was alive, why hadn't she come to see them? And why did she send such a message instead?