Ember POV
My mind reeled. “What? That’s impossible. My parents–”
“Are not your biological parents,” Mr. Blackwood interrupted. “They took you in after your mother left. I’ve been looking for you ever since.”
I shook my head, refusing to believe him. “This is crazy. Why should I believe you?”
“I have proof,” he said, pulling out a folder from his desk. “DNA tests, old photos of your mother. She named you Ember before she left.”
I couldn’t grasp what Mr. Blackwood was saying. I was that child? The room seemed to spin as his words echoed in my mind. My heart raced, a storm of disbelief and confusion crashing over me. The life I thought I knew now felt like a fragile facade, ready to crumble at the slightest touch. Everything I had believed about myself, my family, my past, was suddenly s
