Fran Bow: my little goddaughter.

Backstory/When it all had started..

Ten years ago... the world felt different, cloaked in the innocence of youth and dreams yet to be shattered. Back then, It was simply me-Aurora, the 15 year-old carefree best friend of Lucia, an 18 year-old whom was over-the-moon by the prospect of her impending motherhood with her sweetheart Martin. When she asked me to be the godmother of her unborn daughter, Fran, I felt a surge of joy. How could I refuse? Lucia's eyes sparkled with hope, a bright light in a world that often seemed so dark. When Fran was born, I remember visiting as much as I could, holding her, helping Lucia, teasing Martin, growing a bond with Fran and her sweet lil tiny self, though I couldn't visit after that for life whisked me away, I didn't call and chat up about things when possible.. But life has a way of twisting fate, and I never anticipated the darkness that loomed ahead.

Now in present time, ten years that had flew by.. now in my early 20s, Fran around 10. The night of their brutal murder would haunt me forever. I remember the flicker of the television, the ominous news broadcast announcing the tragedy that had struck my closest friends. Grace, Lucia's twin sister, appeared on screen, her voice trembling as she claimed that Fran had died too. Three coffins were buried, each one a weight pressing down on my heart. But I wasn't informed of the funeral until it was far too late. I heard it from a neighbor, their whispers laden with sympathy and pity, but it was the final revelation that sent chills down my spine—something felt off, like a piece of a puzzle missing.

Determined to unearth the truth, I began to sift through the shadows of grief and suspicion that surrounded Grace. Why hadn't she mentioned anything about Lucia, Martin, or Fran's fate to me? Why did the memory of Lucia linger like a ghost, beckoning me to seek justice? My gut told me that Fran was alive, hidden away from prying eyes, and I was ready to risk everything to find her.

As I plunged into the depths of a mystery that was both intimate and harrowing, I felt the weight of my promise to Lucia, and others to always care for those I care for to my family, pressing on my chest. Every lead I followed revealed darker secrets, and every clue threatened to pull me deeper into the abyss. Grace was weaving a web of lies, and I could no longer ignore the truth that screamed beneath the surface.

In a world filled with shadows, I was determined to reclaim the light, not just for myself but for the girl who should have never been lost. This was not merely a quest for a child; it was a journey to fulfill a promise—a promise forged in love, sealed with loyalty, and destined to rise against the darkness that sought to consume us all. I could feel the echoes of the past calling to me, urging me to confront the demons that threatened to take everything from me once more. In this tangled web of fate, I would either find Fran or never rest till I know the truth.