The kite rose into the bright autumn sky above them.
And walking through those falling leaves with her son in her arms, Charlotte felt the deep and particular peace that only comes when the past has finally lost its power to follow you into the future.
Some people spend years waiting for justice to arrive loudly and publicly.
The truest version of it often arrives quietly.
On a stage. In a ballroom. In a voice that does not need to be raised to fill every corner of the room.
Charlotte Hayes had always known who she was.
She had simply waited for the right moment to let the world catch up.
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