Chapter 83 Home Coming In Pieces

• If someone had told Zara just a week ago that she’d be sitting in the same room as her mother, she wouldn’t have believed it. She might have laughed, or cried, or even walked away because it felt too cruel to hope.
• But now, here she was.
• Her mother sat across from her, alive and warm. Her hands still shook from their tight hug. Zara couldn’t stop looking at her, scared to blink, afraid she might disappear again.