ARIEL POV
While staring blankly at the message, my mind found itself entangled in a web of perplexity, trying to fathom words that danced on the screen with an air of impossibility.
The assertion that my mother was alive seemed no less than preposterous, for I had long absorbed the painful reality of her passing-a loss that had left an empty void in my existence.
My shaking fingers had curled around my phone, trying to reveal who was behind this message, looking for some clarity in the chaos looming over me, ready to gobble me up. The name glared back: "Sarah". The very familiarity sent ripples of emotions through me.
Alan's voice, laced with concern and empathy, finally broke through the fog in my head. "What seems to be the matter, my love?" he asked, furrowing his brow in a show o
