The late autumn sun was slowly descending over Route 27, casting long golden rays across the quiet highway. The air carried that cool, earthy scent of fallen leaves, and traffic moved in a steady, predictable rhythm. Inside a silver sedan heading north, Helen Maren felt a rare moment of calm after a long workday. In the backseat, her five-year-old daughter Sophie sat buckled into her car seat, still wearing the sparkling princess dress she had insisted on keeping…
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