The next morning, as the house regained its silence, someone knocked at the door. A young woman stood there, tired, her eyes red, and hesitantly asked:

— Are you Matthieu? Are you the one who found the baby yesterday?

Looking at her, a strange familiarity ran through me. Then everything became clear: it was Maëva, Mélina’s best friend from college, lost touch for years. She told me the story of Mina, her daughter.

Facing a threatening family, she had thought, in a desperate gesture, to place her daughter somewhere someone could quickly protect her.

I listened, torn between fear and understanding. Together, we found a legal solution: Mina stayed with Maëva, the father acknowledged his responsibilities, and the family ceased all pressure.