Her body grew stiff under my hands as she stared at me with wide eyes.

“The real papers,” she whispered under her breath.

I watched as she nodded as if something clicked in her mind.

“I remember,” she gasped, staring at me with joy.

“I remember, Leah.

I know who I gave the documents to,” she breathed, in happiness.

My heart pounded erratically in my chest.

A surge of emotions shot through my spine knowing I was so close to everything. “Who mom?”

I watched as her lips ...