Amidst their search, Angel stumbled upon a dusty album tucked away on a shelf. Curious, she opened it, revealing a treasure trove of family photographs spanning years gone by. Memories of happier times stared back at them from faded snapshots, a young Angel giggling in her mother's arms, a beaming Anna and Sam on their wedding day, Charlie blowing out birthday candles.
They pored over the photographs, hoping to glean insights or hidden clues amidst the nostalgia. Yet, amidst the smiles frozen in time, nothing seemed out of the ordinary or revelatory. Disappointed but undeterred, Sam and Angel gently closed the album and returned it to its place.
"It's like Mom was trying to hold onto these memories," Angel mused, her voice tinged with longing.
Sam nodded in agreement, a sense of determination burning brightly in his eyes. "We'll find her, Angel. I promise," he vowed, his voice filled with unwavering resolve.
