{Elira}
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How was this even possible? No one had ever told me. Uncle Marc never mentioned it.
Mum and Dad never spoke about ESA.
Why?
Questions swarmed my head like bees. A thousand of them. A thousand versions of why.
And somehow, this wasn't just a coincidence.
I had found what fate had brought me here to see, but somehow, it seemed like it was just the beginning.
"Elira," Rennon's gentle voice pulled me out of my thoughts. "You have ten minutes left until your next class. You should head out now, or you will be late."
I didn't move. My eyes were still on the yearbook.
I watched in silence as Rennon carefully slid it back into the gap in the shelf where I had pulled it from. His fingers moved with a quiet reverence.
"Did you know her?" I asked. My voice was soft, uncertain. "My mother…"
Rennon turned to face me. He didn't hesitate, even for a second. "Yes," he said. "She was the best graduating student in the 1988 set."
