Sixteen-year-old Gina visited her mother’s grave every day, clinging to the only connection she had left. But when she began finding fresh dahlias—her mother’s favorite—already placed at the headstone, she grew curious.

Nobody she asked claimed to be the one leaving them. That was, until one morning, she arrived early and found a man she didn’t recognize placing the flowers.He introduced himself as Mark. When she told him her name, his expression changed. “You’re… Alice’s daughter?”