Chapter 77 - memories under the sunset
After the solemn honoring ceremony, the extended Carter family returned to their peaceful estate in the Boston suburbs. This place still retained its quiet beauty, completely isolated from the noise and cruel plots of the powerful outside world.
Sunset fell, dyeing the vast sky red. Emily sat on the wooden porch swing, swaying gently. Noah and Michael Jr. walked over, each holding a cup of warm tea, and quietly sat down beside the great woman.
"Mom, do you ever regret bravely stepping into the room of a mafia boss that day?" Noah asked gently, his eyes overflowing with love and profound gratitude toward the one who saved his life when he was just an infant.
Emily smiled, the wrinkles around her eyes reflecting fulfilling happiness. She recalled Michael Sr.'s tear-streaked face and utter despair from that day. A terrifying monster had suddenly turned into a pitiful father.
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"I have never regretted it," Emily replied in a warm, deep voice. "Because I saved a life, and salvaged a lost soul."
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