Jessica let out a soft sigh as she watched Davis and Bella still locked tightly in each other's arms. It was as if the world around them had disappeared, and all that mattered was this embrace—this moment of reunion, of recognition, of long-lost family finding each other again.
She folded her arms and leaned against the table with a small smile tugging at her lips. "Looks like tonight's dinner might turn into midnight snacks," she murmured to herself.
She had thought about this outcome for days and to break she has hastily scheduled for dinner become she was searching for a common ground to reveal it but she is surprised that a the end it will end up as a reunion dinner.
She had taken substantial step to work on these, but no amount of planning had prepared her for this wave of emotion—tears, silence, laughter, and the quiet shock that settled deep in their bones. It wasn't just a meal anymore. It had become a turning point.
