Several men in dark suits stepped out of the elevator as Sarah carefully returned the dolls to her box. Billionaire investor Matthew Sullivan was walking toward a private hospital room when he heard her repeat the patient’s name. Anne Miller had been his closest childhood friend, the girl who shared lunches with him when his family was struggling and defended him when classmates mocked his worn clothes. Matthew had searched for her years later but never found her. When he saw Luna, he recognized the blue fabric immediately—it matched the curtains from Anne’s childhood bedroom, where they had once promised never to forget each other.
