After Billy's death, with Theodore's help, I was able to help Sophia finalize her divorce, and she took Albert with her.
Her little Albert had been well looked after in the countryside by Vira, to the point that when he saw Sophia, he could already call her "Mom".
Sophia was so moved that she couldn't stop crying.
Though Albert's autism was difficult to treat, there was still a glimmer of hope.
With my financial support, Sophia moved into the same apartment complex, right next door.
She found a job, dropping Albert off at a therapy center every morning on her way to work and picking him up on her way home.
I enrolled Mia in kindergarten this year; she's now in her final year.
Aside from the fact that I still missed my real daughter, life seemed to regain some sense of calm.
Yet Mia
