Epilogue

Heather

After mother's dead we mourn over her and then celebrate Lily birth, I called her Lily.

During a rare moment alone while Lily napped, I penned a letter to my adoptive parents Aira and Rose and Aria too.

Though not blood, they had raised and loved me true. Much needed healing remained between us after wounds inflicted under Mara's deceptions. I longed to introduce them to their granddaughter, for us all to move forward in forgiveness.

I poured my heart out in clumsy words that could only fleetingly capture regret for time lost and hope rekindled. But olive branches often reached out blindly, simply trusting unseen hands to...