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    Others suffered too—Hurley, the family’s pir, swallowed his grief to keep the business and everyone else afloat.


    After years of searching, they finally found Bonnie, but knowing she’d been abandoned and forced to survive alone filled them with guilt and sorrow.


    Realizing she’d been left in such a cruel ce so young—and somehow made it through—only deepened their pain. Just imagining all the life-or-death hardships Christina had faced made their hearts clench.


    “Hmph!” Florrie snapped, her eyes cold as steel. “They deserve the worst punishment.”


    “Don’t stress over these matters. Let Hurley and me handle it. We can’t do as much as we used to, but the younger generation will take care of it,” Garry said.


    He meant it—no matter how long it took, they would hunt down Mack’s kin and ruin theirfort.


    “Bonnie, don’t be afraid. We’ve got your back,” Florrie said, squeezing Christina’s hand with a mix of love and worry.


    “Thank you, Grandma… thank you, everyone,” Christina whispered, moved, and wrapped them in a hug.


    Having a family who actually cared felt incredible—she was no longer alone; she had parents, a grandmother, and rtives who loved her. She was no longer a lonely soul.


    Beth gently retrieved the gift she had brought and extended it to Christina.


    “This is for youring-of-age ceremony. Every year on your birthday, your father and I would prepare presents for you, but they’re all still back in Lionesspaw. I left in such a hurry that I couldn’t bring them with me. But this one, I made sure to pack. Go on, open it.”


    Christina epted the box, still looking pristine and new, and whispered softly, “Thank you, Mom.”


    “Open it, sweetheart. If it doesn’t suit your taste, I’ll have another made just for you,” Beth said, her smile warm and tender.


    Each time Christina called her “Mom,” Beth felt her heart swell with indescribable joy.


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    If Christina ever wished for the stars, Beth would have tried to pluck them from the sky herself.


    After all the pain and near-death experiences her daughter had endured, Beth only wanted to make up for every moment she had lost.


    Under everyone’s loving and eager gazes, Christina lifted the lid of the box.


    Insidey a breathtaking set of pink diamond jewelry, dazzling under the light.


    “Try it on,” Beth suggested affectionately.


    “Alright,” Christina said, carefully lifting the pink diamond ne from the velvet lining.


    “Here, let me help you,” Beth offered softly, her eyes brimming with anticipation.


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