Summer had just entered the airport when she realized she had forgotten to give something to Mandy. After a quick phone call, she headed back to the exit to find Mandy.
As she walked out, she unexpectedly came across a heartwarming scene of her foster parents and Mirabella embracing each other.
Dressed in something other than her usual black, Summer stood still, her eyes fixed on the family of three that seemed so out of place to her. Her grip on her bag tightened unconsciously.
It was indeed ironic. She had never seen the Davis family treat her with such warmth.
To anyone unaware, they might think this family had always known their biological daughter had been switched at birth.
A slight smirk played on Summer’s lips, but she quickly dismissed any thoughts of family affection. She didn’t need it anymore.
Her phone rang. It was Mandy.
“Summer, are you out yet? I just brought the car around to the front,” Mandy said, peering out the car window as she spoke.
Summer, watching the Davis family walk towards the main gate, replied calmly, “Wait a bit, I’m not there yet.”
Mandy, now depending on her daughter, agreed without hesitation, “Okay, I’ll wait.”
“Alright,” Summer hung up.
Inside the car, Mandy put down her phone and, out of boredom, picked up a magazine to read until she heard a knock on the window. She then opened the door and stepped out.
“What was it you had for me?” Mandy asked.
Summer pulled her gaze from the parking lot and hummed in acknowledgment before taking out a card from her bag, “Here, take this card. The PIN is…”
Mandy took the card, hesitated for a moment, then asked, “Is this from them?”
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