The exhibition came to a successful close. Although Vivian felt somewhat exhausted, it didn't dampen her spirits in the slightest.
Mr. and Mrs. Shelton were also overjoyed, crowding around their daughter and showering her with endless praise.
Vivian smiled, exchanged goodnight wishes with her parents, and returned to her room.
In the dead of night, lying alone on her soft, large bed, the scene of her meeting Brandon and Mr. Larsen earlier that day unexpectedly drifted back into her mind.
She had originally thought that being reborn into a brand-new identity and surrounded by the love of a family would be enough to bury the past forever.
Yet, when it came to her younger sister's tiny urn, she felt as though she could still sense the cold, sharp edges of it.
She could move past her own
