Chapter 21
Maya and I sprinted across the room, throwing our arms around our mother’s waist and burying our faces in her lap.
She collapsed onto her knees on the soft carpet, holding us both against her chest, weeping tears of pure joy.
“My sweet babies… my brave girls… I thought I’d never see you again,” she sobbed, kissing our hair over and over.
For ten long minutes, nobody in the room said a single word, listening only to the sound of our shared tears.
William stood near the doorway, holding his quiet baby son Leo, watching the reunion with a soft smile on his face.
My mother slowly raised her head, looking past us toward the tall billionaire standing near the door.
“William?” my mother asked, her voice trembling with deep emotion.
“It’s good to see you again, Clara,” William said gently, stepping into the room and kneeling beside us.
Clara looked at the sleeping six-month-old infant wrapped in William’s coat, her eyes filling with fresh tears.
“Is that… is that my sister’s baby?” Clara whispered, reaching out a gentle hand to touch Leo’s tiny forehead.
“This is Leo,” William introduced softly, letting my mother hold her nephew’s small hand.
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“Your daughter Lily saved his life at thirty thousand feet yesterday, Clara.”
“She’s the bravest ten-year-old girl I’ve ever met in my entire life.”
