The moment Celeste heard her mother's familiar voice, tears streamed down her face. "It's me, Mom."
Eleanor burst into tears, overwhelmed with joy. When she and Vincent Harrington had first received the news of Celeste's plane crash, they had nearly passed out from grief.
"Celeste, is it really you? How are you doing?"
Celeste had expected this reaction and quickly reassured her mother. "I'm fine, Mom. I was lucky—I never got on that flight. I'm safe and sound!"
Vincent immediately grabbed the phone. "Sweetheart, can we video call? Your mom and I need to see you."
As soon as their familiar yet visibly exhausted faces appeared on the screen, Celeste's eyes welled up again.
Eleanor covered her mouth, choking back sobs. "You're really okay! I was so scared."
Seeing her mother's tears f
