Chapter 2: The Revelation
Eleanor’s furious expression shattered the moment her eyes locked onto the bird on Lily’s skin. It wasn't just a tattoo; it was an exact replica covering a unique, swallow-shaped birthmark.
"The swallow mark..." Eleanor whispered, all color draining from her face. She stumbled forward, tears instantly spilling over her eyelashes. She looked from the mark to Mark’s protective stance, the reality crashing down on her.
"She’s my stolen baby," Eleanor cried out, her voice echoing in the sudden silence of the hall. She turned her desperate eyes to her son. "You were adopted!" The guests gasped, and Mark froze, his protective grip on Lily loosening in absolute shock.
