A bond formed
Her voice softened, carrying both gratitude and hope. “I wish I’d known you sooner,” Emma said quietly. She studied Edgar’s face, finding a kindness there that mirrored the woman they both had loved. “You seem kind,” she added, her eyes glistening. “And if you’re any reflection of her, your mother must be wonderful too.” The distance between them seemed to shrink, replaced by an unspoken bond. Family wasn’t broken—it had simply been hidden.
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