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The Bracelet”
Every evening, Sarah walked along the beach collecting broken shells.
She said they reminded her of people—damaged, but still beautiful.
One day, she found something different. A bracelet. Worn, but intact. It had a name engraved inside:
“Mia — 10.10.2003”
She couldn’t explain it, but her heart started racing.
Sarah had lost her baby girl 20 years ago during a storm on this very beach. No trace. Just a pink shoe and the sound of waves swallowing her name.
Tears filled her eyes as she clutched the bracelet to her chest.
Then, behind her, a voice said:
“Excuse me… that bracelet belongs to me.”