The morning sunlight filtered through the hospital windows, casting a soft glow over the room where Riele sat beside her mother. It had been a long road to get here, with weeks of uncertainty and doubt, but today felt different. Riele could feel a shift in the air, as though the moment they had all been waiting for was finally within reach.

Harry stood by the door, his hands shoved into the pockets of his jacket, his usual playful demeanor replaced by a quiet concern. He hadn’t said much ...