She was considered missing for fifteen years… until her brother found her underwear hidden under their grandfather’s mattress… – Clear Mind

But out of shame.

Noah stood beside the coffin, holding an old photograph of his sister. She was smiling in it. Forever sixteen. Dark hair over one shoulder. Three small white flowers embroidered on her sleeve.

Margaret walked forward with the pink fabric in her hands.
Margaret walked forward with the pink fabric in her hands.

She placed it next to the flowers.

Then she bent down and whispered:

— I’m sorry, my baby. I should have known.

Noah wanted to tell her that it wasn’t her fault.

But grief does not listen to reason.