Blurb：
When David Miller and his sister Michelle bring home a girl claiming she is Daisy—the daughter who vanished three years ago—Sarah Miller's world shatters. Despite a paternity test and a five-point resemblance, Sarah’s gut screams this child is not her Daisy. No one believes her—not the police, not her husband David, not even when she’s committed to a psychiatric ward.
But a stranger’s clue leads Sarah to a horrifying video: a malnourished girl, mimicking hogs in filth, with Daisy’s face. Now, Sarah must confront David Miller and Michelle, challenge a closed case, and expose a web of lies before the real Daisy is lost forever. Why is everyone insisting this impostor is her daughter? What happened on that hiking trip with Chloe? And who is the terrified child in the video?
In a battle against gaslighting and false evidence, Sarah fights to prove a mother’s instinct is never wrong.
Content：
1My husband, David, and his sister, Michelle, brought a girl home, claiming she was Daisy, our daughter, who’d vanished three years ago.
The girl’s face did bear a resemblance to Daisy—maybe a five-point match, as they say—but a cold certainty settled in my gut. “David Miller,” I said, my voice flat, “I’m not so out of touch I wouldn’t recognize my own child.”
Yet, he swore it was her. He even had a paternity test report, but I refused to believe it.
I took the little girl’s image to the media, hoping to find her real family. I even involved the police.
David couldn’t stand my persistence. He had me committed to a psychiatric ward.
Then, one day, a stranger online inexplicably tagged me, claiming to know Daisy’s whereabouts.
I clicked the link. The address led to a secluded, rural property.
In the video, a little girl, emaciated and covered in grime, mimicked a hog, scrabbling for scraps of feed. Her eyes were wide with a terror that clawed at my heart, and she even let out guttural grunts, mimicking the animals.
Her face was identical to my missing Daisy.
The moment I saw this girl, the one David brought home, I knew, with every fiber of my being, she wasn’t my daughter. I raced to the Sheriff’s Department.
“Ms. Miller,” the deputy said, his tone weary. “This case is closed. Your husband has repeatedly confirmed this is your child. Please, don’t misuse public resources.”
No matter how I explained, how I pleaded that the little girl was not my child, no one believed me. The officers watched me with an air of polite exasperation. Of course, they wouldn't. A paternity test had confirmed the five-point resemblance was indeed my daughter.
A moment later, David arrived, striding into the precinct. He grabbed my hand, his eyes burning with anger, but he quickly masked it with an apologetic smile for the officers.
“My apologies, officers. My wife… since our daughter disappeared, she’s been quite distressed. Her mental state isn’t quite stable.”
He tried to tug me away. I erupted, yanking my hand free.
“Enough!” I cried, tossing the official case closure document at him. “How could I not know what my own daughter looks like? This isn’t Daisy! Daisy doesn’t look like this!”
An officer intervened gently, “Children change as they grow, ma’am. It’s been over three years since your daughter vanished.”
David’s voice softened, laced with a feigned helplessness as he looked at me. “Sarah, I know Daisy’s disappearance has haunted you, left you sleepless. Now that she’s finally back, why won’t you believe her? She is our daughter. Please, let’s not make a scene. What will others think of her, seeing you like this?”
Every eye in the room fell on me, scrutinizing me as if I were truly a madwoman.
Three years ago, our family went hiking with David’s sister, Michelle, and her family. My daughter, Daisy, and Michelle’s child, Chloe, went ahead to scout the trail. That’s when Daisy mysteriously disappeared. The police searched endlessly, but she was never found.
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