Chapter 10
In a quiet suburban apartment overlooking the Charles River, Eleanor unpacked her few personal belongings into cardboard boxes.
She had left the Davidson mansion behind entirely, refusing to take a single penny of the tainted corporate wealth.
Her phone buzzed on the kitchen counter, displaying an unknown caller ID originating from a Boston hospital exchange.
Eleanor hesitated for three full seconds before picking up the receiver with a trembling hand.
"Hello?" she spoke softly, her heart pounding against her ribs with nervous anticipation.
"Mom... it's Emily," the voice on the other end of the line responded evenly.
Eleanor burst into quiet tears of relief, gripping the phone so tightly her knuckles turned stark white.
"I'm off shift tomorrow afternoon if you want to grab coffee at the cafe near the public garden," Emily offered gently.
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"I would love that more than anything in the world, Emily," Eleanor choked out through her grateful tears.
"See you tomorrow at two," Emily said before calmly ending the call, leaving a glimmer of hope in the quiet room.
