Mellow.

Seeing my mom adapting well to her bullet injury, I can’t help but smile as I approach her.

She and Zachili arrived just seconds ago. And while she’s looking around confused and probably searching for me with her eyes, Zachili has fallen into Oasis’s trap.

“Mom?” I call when she doesn’t still notice me. On hearing my voice, she instantly looks at my direction and quickly approaches me, her arms spread apart.

She draws me into her embrace, and I relax in it. I would have ...