Chapter 4

The adoption date was clearly written as February 2, 2002.

But the girl in the photo looked at least four years old.

And Camila was exactly four years older than me.

My brain suddenly froze.

It was as if someone pressed pause on a shooting star in the night sky, and in that stillness, I finally managed to catch it.

When Camila showed me the certificate yesterday, I only glanced at the photo and didn't really look at the rest.

I grabbed the adoption certificate, my fingers shaking.

Adoptee's name: ... Lane. The first letter was smudged and impossible to…