Chapter 18 - Reuniting With A Mother Lost In Time
An hour later, a private medical transport van arrived at the executive underground parking garage of the Vance building.
Vincent stood waiting by the private elevator as the doors opened to reveal his mother stepping out into the light.
She looked older, marked by decades of hidden survival, but her regal posture and sharp intelligence remained untouched.
“You’ve grown into a formidable man, Vincent,” she whispered softly, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears.
Vincent stepped forward, wrapping his arms around her in a deep, long-overdue embrace that bridged thirty lost years.
“We’re going to rebuild everything they tried to destroy, Mother,” Vincent promised, kissing her forehead gently.
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Mary stood nearby, smiling warmly while wiping away a final tear from her light blue retro diner apron.
The trinity of survivors stood victorious against the darkest corporate conspiracy in modern American history.
