On a warm afternoon, with the sun hanging low over the Pacific, the boardwalk in Puerto Vallarta buzzed with life. Children laughed as they ran barefoot across the planks. Music floated through the air. Tourists strolled, unaware of the quiet stories unfolding around them.
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For Elena, that place would never feel ordinary again.
Eight years earlier, it was there that her world had cracked open. Her only daughter, Sofía, had disappeared in the space of a moment. Ten years old. Bright-eyed. Wearing a yellow embroidered dress and her hair neatly braided. One second she was there, the next she was gone.
Time did not soften that memory. It sharpened it.
The Day Everything Changed
That day had started like so many happy family outings. The beach was calm, the water gentle. Elena remembered turning away briefly to adjust her hat, already thinking about sunscreen and snacks. When she turned back, Sofía was no longer at her side.
At first, Elena told herself there was no reason to panic. Children wander. They follow shells, kites, other children. But minutes passed. Then more.
They searched everywhere. They asked strangers. They alerted beach staff. Announcements echoed through loudspeakers, describing a little girl in a yellow dress. Elena’s heart beat faster with each unanswered call.
Nothing came back.
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