Evan and Pam were waiting right at the main entrance of the mansion.
The moment Pam caught sight of Elysia, she was all eyes on her!
She tilted her head, scrutinizing Elysia from head to toe-one moment in shock, the next furrowing her brows.
"Pam, this is Evan''s mother, Ms. Thorne. Ms. Thorne, meet my wife, Pam," yton introduced.
It was Elysia''s first time meeting her mother. Her eyes brimming with tears, her voice choked with emotion, she managed a soft, "Hello."
Pam didn''t respond immediately, still intently studying her, suddenly, her eyes widened,
"Irene! Irene! My Irene!"
Elysia and her brothers, Elliot, Evan, Emmett, were stunned.
yton, taken aback for a moment, quickly said, "Pam, calm down, you''re going to scare her."
"yton, Irene''s back, it''s Irene! Our Irene is back!"
Pam was beside herself with excitement,
"Irene! Irene! It''s Mommy here! My Irene! My baby Irene! yton... Irene... Oh...my Irene..."
Tears started streaming down Pam''s face, her words tumbling out in a frantic mix of joy and disbelief.
She reached for yton with her hands, wrapped in bandages, and then clutched Elysia''s arm tightly,
"Irene, where did you go, honey? Mommy searched for you for so long, Ibed through the entire pier and still couldn''t find you...you...you scared me to death! Why have you onlye back now? Mommy missed you every day... Oh, you''re finally back..."
Elysia, choked up, let her own tears fall.
yton, with red-rimmed eyes, apologized,
"Sorry, Ms. Thorne, my daughter disappeared over twenty years ago. My wife, her heart aching for her child, is a bit out of her senses now. You and Evan bear a striking resemnce to her, that''s why she got so worked up seeing you."
Elysia shook her head, "It''s okay."
yton tried tofort Pam,
"Pam, please, calm down. This is Ms. Thorne, not our daughter."
But Pam, desperate, insisted, "It is! It is! It''s Irene!"
yton was about to say more when Elysia stopped him, "Don''t upset her further."
Elysia knelt down, tenderly wiping away Pam''s tears, "Don''t cry anymore, you''re right, I am."
"Irene!"
"Yes, I''m Irene."
Pam''s excitement knew no bounds, turning to yton, "yton, it''s Irene!"
yton thought Elysia was just ying along to calm Pam down, his heart heavy, he nodded, "Yes, it''s Irene."
Laughing through her tears, Pam beamed, "Irene, my Irene..."
Elysia, with a lump in her throat, said, "No more tears, okay? Let''s go inside."
"Okay."
Elysia personally wheeled Pam into the mansion.
Once inside, Pam was eager to head upstairs.
She led Elysia to the childhood room, pointing out everything from the wall-mounted crayon drawings to the bed sheets and pillowcases.
From the smallest hair tie to thergest chair and cupboard, Pam wished for Elysia to see it all.
yton exined,
"This was my daughter''s room when she was little. The crayon drawings were her own, the bed sheets and pillowcases were chosen by mother and daughter together. Even these hair ties and stickers were my daughter''s belongings."
Pam, thrilled, handed Elysia a rag doll,
"Irene, your doll, see, it''s still here, your favorite!"
yton added, "This was my daughter''s favorite doll, she used to sleep with it every night. After our daughter disappeared, my wife cherished it dearly, not letting anyone else touch it."
Elysia, with teary eyes, epted the doll.
Everything in the room spoke of Pam and yton''s love for her.
Touched, Elysia looked at the joyous Pam and said,
"Thank you, I love it now too."